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I've never been a violent person but being six foot and fourteen stone since I was 13 I've had my fair share of unwanted attention.
Day in and day out this annoying twat of a 2nd year classmate would come and repeatedly punch me on the arm. I do realise now it was a misplaced declaration of his love for me, but at the time it was just plain fucking annoying. One day, sporting a particularly nice bruise on my shoulder he sat behind me in physics and started to wail on my arm. uttering the phrase "Do that again and I'll break your nose" he did it again. The next thing I know is that my arm is outstretched and twatboy rocks backward in his chair and sits bolt upright again. After a millisecond of eye contact between us he looks down just in time to see his nose explode in a waterfall of blood all over the desk. The net result of my sudden burst of masculinity? A week of detention but complete immunity and respect from the hardest bastards at the school. The lesson we were learning in Physics? Newton's Third Law of Action-Reaction !
(Sat 2nd Jun 2012, 21:53, More)