Sometimes the actions of gross dweebs cross a line. I don’t believe in capital punishment. No, you shouldn’t actually die for nerdiness-related crimes, but sometimes a sort of execution should be staged anyway. You should be marched down a sort of death row. You should be made to say your last words. Your crying family members should sob, and you should be lifted in the air by two grave-looking high school football players in varsity jackets, turned upside