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Not at school, they would beat my ass to high Heaven.
talk about honest!!! lmao
Not at school, they would beat my ass to high Heaven.
When I lived in America I was always bullied for being from the UK. So naturally when an American that annoyed me came to England for schooling we gave him hell.
Reminds of what happened recently. There's a nigg* talking ish saying he could ball me up and leave me at zero. For two weeks kept talking all this ish. So the whole school is like damn you need to ball up him up. We played 2 days ago it ended in 15-2. All this hype of people saying he was better than me and him thinking he can leave me at zero was just talk. When I tell you everytime I made a shot he raged I'm talking about worst that 12 year old squeeker playing black ops. ( I wish i can dunk I can barely touch rim I'm 5'8)Lmao, I do it alot.
I usually do it to younger guy's, just to f*ck around with em. It's fun and all, but I feel like shit later.
I embarrassed this guy once in front of alot of people in a drop in. I knew the kid and all, but he thought he was better than me at ball, so I play him one on one, people start watching.
I was dunking on the guy even though he was like 5 inches taller than me, people were laughing at the guy. I beat him 15 to 3, and I was dissing the guy. The poor guy left after that, he looked really embarrassed.
I felt so bad![]()
The best part was when I was done he said he hasn't balled for two weeks when all my friends have been telling he's been balling for the past week non-stop. I also crossed him so bad for the last point that I had him limping when he left! Can't wait to go to school tomorrow to see his face. Not only that but we bet money on that game can't wait to get my $50!Lmao!
I feel you man, that's what so many people do.
They just talk, when it's the real deal, they can't do shit!
I love it when they rage like crazy, ahaha
Elementary school but that shit was so long ago, time to step up.
To me you just stood up to a friend.Hahahaha this reminded me back of middle school!
Well, have I bullied someone? I may or may not have, you be the judge.
It was 5th grade, we received a new student, name does not come across my mind since I disliked him. He was one of those typical fat ****s that were spoiled with Baskin Robins on a daily basis by his parents because he'd cry for stuff (just like Cartman from South Park). So, being new, we were all willing to get along with him.
Day 1 - He picks on one of my closest friends, Chris, for being the "weird" one as he put in class. I'll admit, Chris was weird, but that's what made him so awesome to the entire class.
Day 2 - He continues picking on Chris and then began to push him around. Now we don't like him, but we give him a chance still.
Month goes on of his harassing of Chris. Why? Probably to look cool to us. I got tired of his shit. Whatever I chose, the rest of the class would follow my choice. I was the typical youngster who was extremely athletic and great all around in sports. Along with Garrett and Ryan, we were the "cool" ones throughout middle school. Far too long has he picked on Chris, far too long we told him to stop because it wasn't cool. "It's time to turn the game around!" thought the 3 of us. Time to make this fat ass feel the pain he's putting Chris through. So, for a month, we pick on him instead, rest of class follows our lead.
Then, 1 day, his mom shows up angry as hell, demanding why her son is being bullied. Boy, was I a smart ass. I explained to her the entire situation. I brought her to meet Chris Lockart who gave her his own words that this fatty picked on him from the get go. Her tension didn't release, but the entire class watched as she turned on her heels and slapped the **** out of her son. Boy, was that ****ing funny as hell. In the end, he tried to use his mom to get us and it turned around on him.
He ended up leaving after that semester ended because he already made wrong ends with us. We were willing to give him the chance, but we weren't going to stand by and watch a single classmate be his victim. So did we bully? Seems so, but we bullied the original bully.
No. I was homeschooled and kept to myself as far as the neighborhood was concerned. Actually, I didn't really have much of a 'childhood' as far as friends/other kids are concerned.