guitarshredderj":7kh3zfgo said:
hmm what a coincidence. reminds me of fresh prince or bel-air.
when i was in elementary school, i had a bully. this big fat spanish kid named jose (i think that was his name). he never stole anything from me or anything he just liked to beat me up. sometimes for no apparent reason and other times when he got in trouble. during the last months of school i got fed up and told my father (i didn't wanna tell my mother because i knew she would want to go up to the school) and he told me don't worry about getting in trouble (oh that's the reason i never fought back, i was a straight 4(A) student student and never got in trouble.), that he wouldn't be mad. so one day we was out during recess and i was on my way to go play football with my friends when out of no where i get yoked up from behind he starts puchin me and then he throws me on the ground and sits on me (ahhhhhhhhh). he lets me up and i run away, then i stop and remember that my father said dont worry and i turn around and charge at him. when i finally reached him i was just throwing a flurry of punches. i was crying snots were coming out but i didnt care, i was fully satisfied until i got one good blow to the noes and made him bleed. then the teachers came called my parents, they explained the situation and i just got 1 day of detention
I haven't thought about that in a loooong time. kinda funny how i turned out to want to be a professional boxer.
