I’ve been making a case for Cody-as-modern-day-teenage-Les; but I doubt that Les, at the peak of his nerdiness, would ever come out with anything this douchey. Although, at the risk of offending any readers who are children of hippies: Les did grow up to name his own kid “Summer”.
Tag: Westview High School
Shootin' Blanks
Forget snooty Mallory Brooks; here’s Cody’s real significant other. 
Unlike cocky Cody, Owen treats this exercise with due reverence. Yesterday he looked on pensively while waiting his turn at pretend fatherhood. Reaching into the bag, he glances bashfully at “wife” Sara, who, though apparently less than thrilled to be paired with Owen, at least isn’t grossed out by him. Owen seems genuinely saddened by faux Fate’s cruel blow, but best bud and father of “twins” Cody is right there, informing the rest of the class of Owen’s underwear preference.
Twin Geeks
Cody has decided that if Mallory’s gonna be a bitch about this whole pretend marriage thing, then he’s going all out to make this exercise as unpleasant as possible. 
But letting Mallory know just how he puts his “fertile imagination” to use? That’s being a little crass.
Imag-rimony
If Cody is the 21st century analogue of Les, it stands to reason that we need to pair him with a blond chick who despises him. Meet Mallory Brooks, Cody’s own Cindy Summers. 
Her initial Edward Munch-ian horror at being paired with the bespectacled geek quickly gives way to utter disdain.
Help, I'm a Rock
I seem to recall that part of the rationale for the “second time jump” in October of 2007 was to allow Batiuk to focus on Westview’s younger generation. That focus seems to consist of pointing out what a bunch of clueless, mindless, shiftless underachievers they are.
The class of 2011 can’t be bothered to cover up the previous senior class’ tag on Senior Rock with more battleship-gray paint. Not when they can just put their imprint on the smaller, adjacent rock. Nate’s correct about the current senior class “running pretty much true to form”; recall the class of 2010’s similarly half-assed stab at graffiti immortality.
Son of Stuck Funky 
