School fights
I don't remember much of the fight - it'd been building for weeks, petty things, knocking over my stuff, calling names - but it didn't last long... He hit me, I hit him, then *whack* he connected with my jaw and it all went black.
Coming round, surrounded by some friends, it was apparently "really cool". All I know is my head hurt. A lot.
Tell us about the legendary fights at school.
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 10:43)
I don't remember much of the fight - it'd been building for weeks, petty things, knocking over my stuff, calling names - but it didn't last long... He hit me, I hit him, then *whack* he connected with my jaw and it all went black.
Coming round, surrounded by some friends, it was apparently "really cool". All I know is my head hurt. A lot.
Tell us about the legendary fights at school.
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 10:43)
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Bullied became a bully
I used to get bullied all the time. Even by geeks from the computer club. I (for some reason I forget now) had always promised myself never to hit someone. I'd just leg it, hide or sometimes just take it. One day the fattist, ugliest cunt in the year started on me again.
It was really quite odd. I could see my arms
punching him madly in the face then his head being smashed against the classroom door. But all the time I felt strangely serene and calm. Until afterwards when I went all shakey.
After that I must have liked the feeling and got into lots of fights, kicking the shit out of a few of the kids that had bullied me.
Shame you can't settle things the same way at work. My boss is a jumped-up little midget bastard control freak. A good kicking would do him some good. It would be like providing a service wouldn't it? huh?
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 12:26, Reply)
I used to get bullied all the time. Even by geeks from the computer club. I (for some reason I forget now) had always promised myself never to hit someone. I'd just leg it, hide or sometimes just take it. One day the fattist, ugliest cunt in the year started on me again.
It was really quite odd. I could see my arms
punching him madly in the face then his head being smashed against the classroom door. But all the time I felt strangely serene and calm. Until afterwards when I went all shakey.
After that I must have liked the feeling and got into lots of fights, kicking the shit out of a few of the kids that had bullied me.
Shame you can't settle things the same way at work. My boss is a jumped-up little midget bastard control freak. A good kicking would do him some good. It would be like providing a service wouldn't it? huh?
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 12:26, Reply)
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