Ok so we get this call from the rents saying we gotta unload groceries and their just down the street. The 11 year old is too hyper so he bolts out there at a pace he calls walking and I call 'crack high.' I mosey out there at the speed of opium and notice about 6 or 7 kids his age (one was about 14 or 15) dickin around with him. I get within earshot to hear "Yeah walk away you fuckin faggot" and I'm bored so I decide to have some fun "HEY! You got a fuckin problem little man" "What?" "I said do you have a GOD DAMN PROBLEM" "No" "Well it looks like it to me" "I was just pointing where my sister was going" "Your sister named Cameron or Faggot?!" "N-no" "I think you better keep fuckin walkin then" Man the look of fear in his eyes was priceless. I hate those little ringleaders hot shits who get balls around their friends but are all quite and withdrawn alone. I am not evil for making an 11 year old think I'm about to whoop him and his 'posse' lol
way to back up your little bro, even if he is kinda crazy! sometimes kids need to be put in their place, bully them so they know what it feels like from time to time.
There was a kid whom we called "asshole tony". I don't know why, his name wasn't tony, but thats what we called him. He was 2 years younger than us I beleive. As with most people around here, he was unable to accept that he was not black. I was with a couple of friends sitting on my bike and talking to them, and asshole tony walks up and decides to try to start a fight with me while his friends are watching. I'm not sure why he chose me, probably because I was going through my punk phase at the time. He called me a "fag" a few times and I pretty much ignored him. He then kicked over my bike as soon as I stepped off of it. I told him to fuck off, and he kept walking around me and insulting me. I tried to ignore him again, so he then hit me in the face. My lip caught on my tooth and bled. Oh I wanted to break the little fucker's nose so bad, but instead I just continued to ignore him. So he left, and of course the story got around that he "kicked my ass". We have seen him many times since then. If we see him when no friends are around, he is sorry about everything. If his buddies are around, he'll insult us, trip us, hit us, kick us, etc. We just ignore the bastard. One friend didn't ignore him. He had a big piece of wood in his hands, and told asshole tony "if you come any closer, I'll hit you with this". Because asshole tony is completely fucking retarded, he walked towards my friend. BAM, he broke the kid's rib and supposedly opened a vein from his armpit down to his stomach. The little shit definitely had that coming to him.
I used to know this kid tony from preschool. He was really weird cause he had albino white hair on the top of his head, but none was in the back. It was like he had a line of hair on top of his forehead, and nothing else, so he would pull his hair back like he had long hair. Man, that was a weird little fucking kid. His real name was tony though, so we did'nt have another name for him really. We called him Tony for a while, but I think he moved.
hell yeah way to go.... dumb little shits. WOO HOO!!! oh, now I am prepared to get a slap-down of my own. Shit, I got it coming.
