After my last post, with all the math and whatnot, I have eased back on the throttle and will instead prove to you that, no matter what Schulz says, Trevor Gillies was clearly in the wrong when he smoked Cal Clutterbuck. Below is an almost exact reenactment of what was going on just before the hit.
Look at Clutterbuck, minding his own business, looking up a tree for some bananas. CAL CLUTTERBUCK LOVES BANANAS! But then, there is Gillies, lurking in the shadows, just waiting to rock Cal's adorable shit. Unbelievable.
Trevor Gillies is an animal.