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  • #16
    Originally posted by Pekka
    When I was 3 or 4, I punched a handicap kid in the face.

    This kid was really annoying, he was in a wheelchair and he used to bite other kids. I mean he always got into fighting because he would take the toys others were playing with I not give them back. Then he used to shout and scream like a girl for no apparent reason. Then you'd go and get the toys and he'd bite you and pull your hair. Really annoying.

    So one time when he was not only pulling my hard and drooling on me, I punched him in the face with a closed fist. Boy did the nanny come fast and shout me down. As if it was my fault the kid used to abuse everyone. It was like 'He is in the wheelchair, he is special!'.

    It was this day that I realized, no, he's not special. he's an idiot, no excuses for that. I was the special one, because I had the guts to punch him in the face and he was in a wheelchair too.

    edit: pulling my HAIR hard
    We the people are the rightful masters of both Congress and the courts, not to overthrow the Constitution but to overthrow the men who pervert the Constitution. - Abraham Lincoln

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    • #17
      so Pekka won a cripple fight?

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      • #18
        Yes.

        I wasn't crippled though.
        In da butt.
        "Do not worry if others do not understand you. Instead worry if you do not understand others." - Confucius
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        • #19
          But the kid had some issues man.. he was really violent. He used to be violent all the time. He had these rages, when he'd get one, he wouldn't calm down and we would have to back off and not say anything. We'd all be quiet and it was a bit scary to many.

          He had like carte blanche to do what ever he wanted. Nannies didn't do anything because he was special. He was allowed to rage and beat other kids without consequences.

          And what's worse, the nannies would take him off the chair and put him on the floor with us to play, and when he'd get all mad and stuff, it was always our fault. We never did anything to get this kid going, he just went ballistics all the time for no reason visible to us. He had issues. And then we didn't want to play with him anymore becuase he would always start fighting and screaming and then we'd get blamed, but we always had to play with him.

          Then at some point he started needing some love so he started kissing us all. You know grabbing your head with force and kissing and drooling all over you. You didn't want it but that's what he liked doing. Then the nannies would blame us because 'he's only trying to be your friend'. He wasn't retarded, he was a kid in the wheelchair with some issues, he wasn't challenged intelligence wise, even though some mental issues were apparent. So he wanted love and it was our fault that we refused his man raping. This would make him mad, again, and it was our fault naturally. We should have let him lick us all he wanted. And he wanted to lick a lot. And we couldn't do anything because he was on the floor, off from his chair so it was like we can't do anything because he is crippled, we can't defend ourselves we just have to take it. Then when you'd pull yourself out of his tongue, he'd take your hair and pull, scream and stuff. And bite.

          What are you supposed to do?

          Then when he got these raging moments sometimes when parents came to pick us up, we were supposed to shut up and not look there. We were kind of looking on the floor and we weren't allowed to talk about it, because that would be teasing him. And then the kid would always, when someone asked, a parent or nanny 'what happened', he would ALWAYS blame us for the stuff. It was totally ridiculous, then we'd get blame and he'd get 'ooh we're so sorry, let's go get some ice cream' or some crap like that.

          So take few years of this daily, and there will be a day when people's champion will rise up, raise their hand in closed fist and punch them in the face while they are in a wheelchair, and damn it felt good.
          In da butt.
          "Do not worry if others do not understand you. Instead worry if you do not understand others." - Confucius
          THE UNDEFEATED SUPERCITIZEN w:4 t:2 l:1 (DON'T ASK!)
          "God is dead" - Nietzsche. "Nietzsche is dead" - God.

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          • #20
            dID YOU SEE THE INCREDIBLES. yOU REMIND ME OF THIM

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            • #21
              who me? No.. I didn't see it.
              In da butt.
              "Do not worry if others do not understand you. Instead worry if you do not understand others." - Confucius
              THE UNDEFEATED SUPERCITIZEN w:4 t:2 l:1 (DON'T ASK!)
              "God is dead" - Nietzsche. "Nietzsche is dead" - God.

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              • #22
                yOU ARE MYR/

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                • #23
                  I don't know if that's good or bad but I'll take it

                  Anyway I wasn't a bully growing up. I had average amount of battles, about the same amount as everyone else.
                  In da butt.
                  "Do not worry if others do not understand you. Instead worry if you do not understand others." - Confucius
                  THE UNDEFEATED SUPERCITIZEN w:4 t:2 l:1 (DON'T ASK!)
                  "God is dead" - Nietzsche. "Nietzsche is dead" - God.

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