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General => General Discussion and ??? => Topic started by: 3Deep on March 30, 2015, 04:47:42 PM
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Try this link, sorry
https://youtu.be/Ouht2Gslfqo
You guys will get a laugh from this bully
darryl
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It didn't work on my browser for some reason.
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Got the link wrong
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Hell yea! This is great
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Every time I see this it gets me laughing.
Got what he deserved
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Wonder if the little crap learned anything from that.
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Wonder if the little crap learned anything from that.
He probably did, and his friends too. When I was little, I had a bully 2 years older than me, which is a lot when you're 8. One day I snapped and just kept punching his face until he fell down; never even said another word to me, ever, in fact, he avoided me. In fact, the other bullies left me alone too, because they probably knew I wasn't a punching bag anymore. All the talking in the world between our parents would have done nothing even close to standing up for myself. And that was my last fight, pretty much always a peacemaker.
Steve
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sounds like something I did as a kid... grabbed the bully in the locker room and repeatedly pounded his head in to the cinder-block wall... gave him a pretty bad concussion.
no one ever did anything to me again.
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I have a buddy that tends to fight more than he should as a grown adult.
He said, "people do a whole lot of talking until they get punched in the mouth". :)
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In Florida (probably all) public schools the bigger kid would be expelled and labeled a safety threat to others. It just happened to a kid my 4th graders class. the parents have had several meeting and even had police intervention several times over the last 2 years. The kid finally punched his bully several times and got kicked out of school. He know has to fight an assault charge.
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I was tall in junior high so I had the short kids bullying me, go figure. One day I had enough and slugged one the douche bags in the mouth. He goes crying to the teacher and next thing you know I am getting suspended. The good thing about this story besides me getting some much needed time off of school, the short shits (no offense to anyone) left me alone after that. I have a hard time with bullies. Anything a bully gets he deserves.
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In Florida (probably all) public schools the bigger kid would be expelled and labeled a safety threat to others. It just happened to a kid my 4th graders class. the parents have had several meeting and even had police intervention several times over the last 2 years. The kid finally punched his bully several times and got kicked out of school. He know has to fight an assault charge.
Yall's Florida laws are very messed up, during my son's football recruiting I didn't want any teams in Florida going after him, but that's a knee jerk reaction to what went on a few years back, but the laws are still messed up LOL
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that is how most schools are now...hell when I was in high school it was zero tolerance. You could be standing at your locker doing nothing, get cold cocked and you too would get suspended for participating in a fight.
The best thing that happens to bullied kids is when they fight back...give them that outlet and their school lives will improve. Many of them are afraid to get in trouble just for defending themselves.
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I've always followed Teddy Roosevelt's advice:
Don't hit at all if it is honorably possible to avoid hitting; but never hit soft.
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When I was in hs it was zero tolerance as well... You BOTH got arrested!
I had to go to the vp over a bully that was determined to pick a fight. He was literally saying "oh yeah, I bet you couldn't kick my ass! " it was off and pathetic.
I just told the vp that it was eventually going to happen and I want going to be arrested for his stupid crap.
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It was 5th grade. every day, someone small was being attacked and forced into Tanks Army. An army made up of country kids in middle school. Abducted on the playground to be humiliated and bullied by the upper ranks. These poor kids were repeatedly tossed around and occasionally, injured pretty hard. Everyone knew to avoid that area. Tank was the leader. A short guy but very robust and very angry. The rest of them were mostly 7th and 8th graders from years gone by that were abducted themselves and raised up in the army by Tank, who's now an 8th grader. I being new in the school avoided this area of the playground.
One rainy day, I had on my new silk shirt like John Travolta. First time I wore it. I was cool sporting my new silk shirt. Beebopp'n around the playground trying to impress the girls. Little did I know, I had wondered too far over. Out of the blue, I was surrounded and suddenly facing off with a 7th grader. Not a huge guy, but tall and thin. I was tall for my age but still a good 6" under this guy. I was in 5th and he is 7th. I of course didn't want to go at it, so I tried to avoid and turn. Swoosh! Bam! Fwack! I didn't know what happened but the next thing I knew, I was laying in the mud with my new silk shirt ripped and buttons were gone.
I remember it vividly as if it were yesterday. My left hand began to clench the mud and I found my new shirt torn. My face turned red with anger and I raised up out of the mudd, squared off with this guy and began to take the next swing. Actually they were jabs straight to the nose. POP. POP. POP POP. Nose was broken but he was still standing. Swaying back and forth, but still on his feet. I have this part of me that feels the need to continue till there is no more threat. So, my intentions were to keep going till I would see him to fall. That's when I feel I'm safe. POP POP. About mid way thru this, I looked around and had that audience. You know the group that comes around to watch and egg you on. Half the school was there by now. I did't know where it came from, but it was happening.
[/size]POP. POP. He musta took about 15 punches before the end of the lunch bell rang and the principal was headed our way. He nabbed both of us. He knew the Army rep and it's member. I was quietly let back to class and thus began my new found status. Life was good in middle school after that. Nobody ever bothered me, but the army still stayed until Tank retired to High School. I never actually squared off with Tank. It might have been the mutha of all battles. Who knows?
That guy I did fight, I met in high school a few years later and he stopped me to asked me if I were a boxer. Nope. Just a kid that worked hard to buy that shirt myself. We didn't have much money back then and I was always a bit embarrassed of my clothes. So it ticked me off enough to snap. I had always been considered that tough guy in middle school and it followed me into High School, but in truth, I probably would have gotten my butt kicked by half those kids but nobody ever knew it. LOL. It's our secret. ;)