Name: Ward Stradlater
Age: ???
Physical Features: Handsome, has a damn good build.
Personality: Handsome, self-satisfied, and popular. "Secret slob". Is sexually active and quite experienced. Phony kind of friendly.
Quotes: "Hell, no! I told ya. I'm through with that pig."
(Stradlater is a big ass jerk! In this statement, he's talking crap about an old girlfriend. For once, I agree with Holden when he says that Stradlater is a bastard!)
"Wuddaya mean so what? I told ya it had to be about a goddam room or a house or something."
(Stradlater's upset about Holden writing his paper about a baseball glove. Gosh, if you have a problem with it Stradlater, do it your gosh damn self! Stupid jerk. -pats Holden's shoulder- I know how you feel buddy. I understand.)
"No wonder you're flunking the hell out of here," he said. "You don't do one damn thing the way you're supposed to. I mean it. Not one damn thing."
(Do your own damn homework Stradlater! Leave Holden alone! -looks at Holden- Your right, he is a goddam moron.)