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Recount your greatest hour, no matter how amazingly cruel you were-you can chalk it up to youthfull ignorance 
The year: Some inditerminate point in the past
The location: A camp in vermont
The problem: Some )&!#)&(!#&# had been "borrowing" items from various bunkmates for weeks
Whenever the cabin was empty, items would mysteriously dissapear usually for good.....Money, batteries, a TON of food and two cd players(and this is when cd players cost a heck of alot more then they do now).
The discovery: Several of us walked in on "Bob" trying to stuff some rather valuable items into his duffle bag the second to last day of camp......(we searched his stuff w hen he left, found many items that miraculously dissapeared in there..........)
The surprising part: We pretended we didnt see him, and quickly left.....he thought we werent seen....
The TREMENDOUSLY cruel/funny part(I was 11....I've grown wiser over the years, and the person in question later conffesed to me he deserved it.....):
We took most of our stuff back and all our food......
At this point it is worth mentioning this )(!#&)#!(&) had taken over $250 in cash, high priced sterio equipment and a ton of other valuable stuff....
That night no councilors present(they all left to go get drunk on the last night at a local bar) except for mabey 2 in the whole camp......
In the middle of the night we descended on him like a pack of wolves.....The two larger people in our bunk(myself and another) held him down....
The others in the bunk took masking tape and tied his arms/legs to the posts of his bed......
At this point I couldnt bear to participate, but I COULD sit on my bed and laugh my ass off at what came next....
While taunting him, my bunkmakes began to half-chew much of the stolen food(and all of his) and spit it on him......
So t his kid is tied to his bunk at 2:00 am, COVERED in half chewed food-some of it his, most of it not......
Couldnt get work? It sure could!
They started urinating on him........
At this point everyone is doubled over in laughter of revenge, tears streaming down all our faces.....
Couldnt get worse? You know it does......
Four people began to make bowel movements on his stomach....
This grissly ordeal didnt take more then 15 or 20 minutes......and as you can imagine he was screaming bloody murder, BUT the other nearby cabins ignored it(no clue why.....) and since the camp was deserted of councelors, none of them heard it......
He was left tied to his bed, covered in half chewed food, urine and feces till six am.........four hours.
Moral of the story: If your gonna steal from 11/12 year old kids-dont get caught, few people learn compassion, apathy and forgiveness at that age
The year: Some inditerminate point in the past
The location: A camp in vermont
The problem: Some )&!#)&(!#&# had been "borrowing" items from various bunkmates for weeks
Whenever the cabin was empty, items would mysteriously dissapear usually for good.....Money, batteries, a TON of food and two cd players(and this is when cd players cost a heck of alot more then they do now).
The discovery: Several of us walked in on "Bob" trying to stuff some rather valuable items into his duffle bag the second to last day of camp......(we searched his stuff w hen he left, found many items that miraculously dissapeared in there..........)
The surprising part: We pretended we didnt see him, and quickly left.....he thought we werent seen....
The TREMENDOUSLY cruel/funny part(I was 11....I've grown wiser over the years, and the person in question later conffesed to me he deserved it.....):
We took most of our stuff back and all our food......
At this point it is worth mentioning this )(!#&)#!(&) had taken over $250 in cash, high priced sterio equipment and a ton of other valuable stuff....
That night no councilors present(they all left to go get drunk on the last night at a local bar) except for mabey 2 in the whole camp......
In the middle of the night we descended on him like a pack of wolves.....The two larger people in our bunk(myself and another) held him down....
The others in the bunk took masking tape and tied his arms/legs to the posts of his bed......
At this point I couldnt bear to participate, but I COULD sit on my bed and laugh my ass off at what came next....
While taunting him, my bunkmakes began to half-chew much of the stolen food(and all of his) and spit it on him......
So t his kid is tied to his bunk at 2:00 am, COVERED in half chewed food-some of it his, most of it not......
Couldnt get work? It sure could!
They started urinating on him........
At this point everyone is doubled over in laughter of revenge, tears streaming down all our faces.....
Couldnt get worse? You know it does......
Four people began to make bowel movements on his stomach....
This grissly ordeal didnt take more then 15 or 20 minutes......and as you can imagine he was screaming bloody murder, BUT the other nearby cabins ignored it(no clue why.....) and since the camp was deserted of councelors, none of them heard it......
He was left tied to his bed, covered in half chewed food, urine and feces till six am.........four hours.
Moral of the story: If your gonna steal from 11/12 year old kids-dont get caught, few people learn compassion, apathy and forgiveness at that age
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