Dear thirteen-year-old female internet users,
Why must you spam my classmates.com class with fake entries for Josh Fartnett? And why, if you were going to do such a thing, would you not look up how to spell his name and exactly what years he attended? You had to get on the web to perpetrate your devious and ever-so-original plan; you could have taken the ten seconds to run a google search and find out the correct data. Assuming, of course, that no one will know you're not the REAL Josh. Sneaky you. You and TWO PAGES WORTH of your fellow Hart-Minions.
Royally cheesed off at this complete waste of my time,
CJ

In other news, I have the best mother ever.