Karma is always good, I’m glad you got a little bit of revenge.

lol@ helga’s comment.. i’m sure karma will get your bullies back, and hope life punched them in the face for you too ahahaha

The only way to get rid of a bully is to beat them up. Even though most parents and teacher don’t condone the fighting, I believe that’s the only way.

i think the only story i really have about bullying comes from when i was in second grade. (i think this was the only grade i ever had “bullies” in, as i mentioned above.) there was this guy who sat across from me. i had him in my first grade class, too. he’d always pick his nose and flick it in my direction. he’d always call me stupid because i was not white like him & he was the only white guy in my class, so really, i don’t even get why he pulled the racial card out on me. i finally got him back by scaring him to death. actually, my uncle just got elected governor and i told him that i’d tell my uncle to kick him and his family off the island. he was so scared that he never talked to me again. at least not until we were in 7th grade when he moved back to the island and started going to the school i was going to.

One bully, by the name Jeremiah, was sadistic; a sick fuck and a half. Ever seen that movie Gummo? Well, that fucker would fit right in. He made it a point to always knock my books off my desk, punch me in the back of the head and call on me to read in class because I stuttered when I read out loud. He’d make everyone in class join in on laughing while I read some shit about dolphins, “a-a-and the, uh, uh, d-d-d-dolphins…” He had a reputation as not only being sadistic to me and a handful of other kids, but being, like, the next Ed Gein. There’s no need to go into graphic detail here, but rest assured some of the things he did to neighborhood cats should’ve gotten him shot in the face. Of course, living in a small town, none of the cops ever did anything about that little fuck.

Anyway, a few years ago, I heard he overdosed at a party and had to go to the hospital so I knew from the grapevine that he was hooked on drugs. So, I visited my parents a year or two ago and picked up one of my friends who still lives back home. Off in the distance, I see this guy walking down the side of the road, looking all haggard and skinny, like someone who’s done a fucking ass-load of methamphetamines. My friend says, “It’s him, it’s Jeremiah!” Sure enough, there he was, looking disgusting and filthy, like someone who’s been up for days and hasn’t showered in weeks. I was going to throw a beer at him, but… why waste a beer?

Kyle Lester was my other “big” bully. He was also popular as fuck. All the girls thought he was cute even though he had a retarded, horrible 1990’s haircut that reminds me of a cartoon from MTV’s liquid television and his name totally sounds like “child molester.” Come on. Anyway, he made my life suck. A lot. God, for years, he’d make everything suck for me. Everything from riding the bus, to shop class, to walking, to going to the bathroom if he was in there. That motherfucker had it in for me. Bad.

Just about a year ago, my friend had to go to court and when I saw him later that day he told me, “You’ll never guess who I saw! I saw Kyle Lester in an orange jumpsuit fucking shackled up to like a dozen other dudes in orange jumpsuits all getting into an armored vehicle and a sheriff with a shotgun was standing guard. It was awesome!”

So, you see… bullies are dommed to taking your order, getting arrested and being ass-pounded. Either that or they do so many drugs every ounce of humanity is gone. Ahhhhhh… sweet, sweet karma.

Helag: hahahaa you’re funny

There was this girl I went to grade school with who punched me in the face cos we were playing around and I lifted her skirt. We added each other on Facebook a coupla weeks ago and maaaaaan, bitch is ugly. Life punched her in tha face for me!