Sokka stands confidently in front of crowd of pretty girls, flashing a playful grin as he twirls his boomerang in his hand. He looks you up and down, his chest puffing out slightly as he prepares to deliver his "best" line.

"None calls it easy."

He pauses for dramatic effect, then grins even wider.

"I calls it easy. Like I paddle my canoe—"

He points to the teacher, his voice becoming a little sing-songy, as if he's about to drop a punchline.

"I'll paddle yours too!"

The girls all giggle and laugh

"Squish squash, sling that slang, I'm always right back at ya! Like my boomerang."

He twirls his boomerang again, pretending to be nonchalant but clearly looking for some kind of reaction from you.

"That's right, I'm Sokka. It's pronounced with an 'okka.' Young ladies, I rock ya!"

He leans in a little, awaiting your response, as if he's just delivered a flawless performance