Experiences with mentally handicapped children (a.k.a. Derp Kids Say The Darndest Things) - General

[QUOTE=Recurracy;30279754]Asshole move. I'm autistic myself (I'm not boasting I am, because I'd rather not be specifically because of stereotypes like these) and shit like this makes me cringe. Though how 'bad' it is differs with everyone. On second thought I think I should NOT have posted this, I just don't want to start a giant fucking shitstorm over nothing. Have one of my stories. Quite a long time ago I used to be at some aspergers (Assburgers if you will, if you're really that much of a jerk) camp or something, in other words, full of derps (probably including myself because I was pretty young back there). There was this one kid who just wouldn't stop playing Pokemon even though we invited him to come play with us. Some night I couldn't sleep, and neither could the guys I used to hang around alot with. I figured we could get this kid to play with us if we showed him how much of a Pokemon obsessed guy he really is. So I hid his pokemon games all around the derpcamp, literally every spot I could find, whether it be the kitchen, the toilet, whatever. He also had one of those rubber clubs with him, so when we were done hiding his games, we hit him straight in the head with it. It was an asshole move alright. He woke up and he started throwing anything within arms reach around all over the place. This is where shit hit the fan, because everyone woke up and eventually everyone in the room started throwing with stuff, waking everyone in the camp up. I don't remember much from this point and on, but I do know they didn't like it.[/QUOTE] Hahaha...hahah... :smith:

There's this mentally stupid guy[yes, he is stupidly annoying], and every fucking day, you hear him backtalking somebody else, and calling them names. He has anger problems, at the drop of a hat he goes insane. I rarely make any interactions with him, but I always feel like kicking his ass back to wherever the hell he came from. Nobody has beaten him up yet, which is weird because he's the kind of guy you WANT TO KILL. Every day he would say shit, and when the teacher tells him to stop he'd be all "What did I do? I didn't say anything!! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! WHAT IS THIS SHIT!!". He always gets up and screams and stuff. I hate him and so does everybody else. He's not the guy you feel bad for, he's the guy you want to maim and kill and.. just wish he was gone. God damn it hurts thinking about this guy.

For Halloween, some regular guy dressed as a gingerbread man and started scooping all the administrators and strict teachers and whatnot. The fucker runs fast for a man dressed in a full gingerbread man costume. Some kid with downs decided he wanted a piece of the action, so they got him to wear the gingerbread costume and run around thrusting people. He got in so much shit, but he had downs so the admins didn't/can't really do anything.

In my 8th grade class there was a kid, I'm not quite sure what his problem was (as in he was mentally handicapped, but I don't know the cause of it). He was extremely kind to everybody and always in a generally good mood. I'd never seen him get upset or irritated before. He did his best to fit in and was able to make basic conversations with anybody because was so amicable and innocent. I had never had any direct interaction with him, but by observing him he earned a place in my heart. I was bummed when I heard that he had moved the next year :smith:

[QUOTE=Smug Bastard;30295690]In my 8th grade class there was a kid, I'm not quite sure what his problem was (as in he was mentally handicapped, but I don't know the cause of it). He was extremely kind to everybody and always in a generally good mood. I'd never seen him get upset or irritated before. He did his best to fit in and was able to make basic conversations with anybody because was so amicable and innocent. I had never had any direct interaction with him, but by observing him he earned a place in my heart. I was bummed when I heard that he had moved the next year :smith:[/QUOTE] Awww. :unsmith:

[QUOTE=OBOESHOES;30264717]I am on my high school wrestling team and I had a match were I had to wrestle a :downs: kid. I felt bad because he was a tard and because it was his first varsity match. So I walk out on the mat, not particularly pumped up because I didn't expect to have much difficulty. Then he walks out and I remember thinking to myself "Holy shit! His arms are fucking HUGE!" He wasn't extremely short but he was below average height. But goddamn he was built. The match starts and he has the most awkward stance so I just go for his completely unprotected legs and take him down. He then just stands back up with what felt like no effort what so ever. He stands up as if I wasn't even on top of him trying to hold him down. I then take him down again and he stands up again just for me to take him down again. This continued for the next six minutes after which I was so fucking tired I had to lay down for the rest of the meet. I later learned that, in addition to being mentally handicapped, he had some weird condition where he couldn't feel pain and therefor could push his muscles farther than most other people can. That explains why he was so strong. I still won the match and I still felt bad about it because he didn't know a lot of moves and all he really did was stand up over and over again, but fuck was I gassed by the end of the third period.[/QUOTE] I forgot to mention the kid I had to wrestle was incredibly nice. He didn't care if he won or lost he was just happy to wrestle and he was happy to have a varsity match. After I won, we went to the center of the mat and shook hands like you would for any other wrestling match, but after we shook hands, and the ref raised mine in the air, he hugged me.

[QUOTE=PyroCraz3d;30294866]There's this mentally stupid guy[yes, he is stupidly annoying], and every fucking day, you hear him backtalking somebody else, and calling them names. He has anger problems, at the drop of a hat he goes insane. I rarely make any interactions with him, but I always feel like kicking his ass back to wherever the hell he came from. Nobody has beaten him up yet, which is weird because he's the kind of guy you WANT TO KILL. Every day he would say shit, and when the teacher tells him to stop he'd be all "What did I do? I didn't say anything!! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! WHAT IS THIS SHIT!!". He always gets up and screams and stuff. I hate him and so does everybody else. He's not the guy you feel bad for, he's the guy you want to maim and kill and.. just wish he was gone. God damn it hurts thinking about this guy.[/QUOTE] You made me remember one of my (friends) back in 8th grade, the dude was completely biploar. In 7th grade he used to hate me for giving him a cold accidentally :iiam: and eventually, we became friends, one day he would be really nice to me on the bus, other days he would be insulting and rude. I got really tired of putting up with his shit, since he almost got me in trouble on the bus for flicking people off. Thank god he didn't go to my high school, and I haven't seen him since.

[QUOTE=ksenior;30196492]At my school we have in the gym this two part door. It has an upper and lower half that can be opened so people can watch sport games from the doorway. Anyway, this autistic chick walked into the lower half which was locked. When it didn't open she walked into it again, and again, and again, for about 2 minutes before someone unlocked it for her. Strange days... [/QUOTE] Isnt that insanity?

When I went to summer school I had to sit next to some kid who would always talk to me about how hot it would be to be raped and random shit like that. Whenever he'd get excited he'd start rubbin his dick through his pants under the table, making soft squeaking noises. One day he came to school in Juggalo makeup and kept saying "Woo-WOOOOO" really fucking loud. After being told to shut up twice he got kicked out, and fought everyone physically possible. He even shoved my desk for no reason when he stood up. It was hilarious when he was wrestling or whatever the fuck he was doing with the cops and teachers since he was fat and derpy. Anyways, he's been inviting me over to his house for like, a month while I was in summer school. Eventually I gave in and "Sure, fine, whatever." and told him over I'd hang out on weekend. I got out of school Friday and hung around in the parking lot until his mom drove up in a SUV, and climbed in. She said how nice it was for me to make friends with her son and I just kicked it, immediately feeling regret as we pulled away from the school. I always imagined him living in an apartment that smelled constantly of shit, surprise when he actually lives in a giant spacious two story house and his parents are fucking loaded. After meeting his dad he quickly corralled me into his room which was fucking huge, giant bed, giant LCD TV, lots of consoles scattered around. It felt weird, since he was acting normal now. Way too normal and calm, so I just figured he did his retarded derp shit for attention. We played some games on the 360, like Fable 3 and Resident Evil 5 and other games where he could joke we were in a relationship and we should get married and shit. Anyway it got late, and I went from sitting on the edge of his bed to laying down on top of it. I got too comfy and passed out, to wake up in pitch black darkness to a jingling sound and tugging of my belt. Immediately I realized what was going on and went to sit up and yell "what the fuck" but he placed my hand over my mouth, forcing me down and undoing my pants. I let out a muffled scream of "NO DANNY NO" before I heard a pounding on the door, looking up while his parents open the door, get on the floor, everyone walk the dinosaur.

[QUOTE=XanKriegor;30301296]When I went to summer school I had to sit next to some kid who would always talk to me about how hot it would be to be raped and random shit like that. Whenever he'd get excited he'd start rubbin his dick through his pants under the table, making soft squeaking noises. One day he came to school in Juggalo makeup and kept saying "Woo-WOOOOO" really fucking loud. After being told to shut up twice he got kicked out, and fought everyone physically possible. He even shoved my desk for no reason when he stood up. It was hilarious when he was wrestling or whatever the fuck he was doing with the cops and teachers since he was fat and derpy. Anyways, he's been inviting me over to his house for like, a month while I was in summer school. Eventually I gave in and "Sure, fine, whatever." and told him over I'd hang out on weekend. I got out of school Friday and hung around in the parking lot until his mom drove up in a SUV, and climbed in. She said how nice it was for me to make friends with her son and I just kicked it, immediately feeling regret as we pulled away from the school. I always imagined him living in an apartment that smelled constantly of shit, surprise when he actually lives in a giant spacious two story house and his parents are fucking loaded. After meeting his dad he quickly corralled me into his room which was fucking huge, giant bed, giant LCD TV, lots of consoles scattered around. It felt weird, since he was acting normal now. Way too normal and calm, so I just figured he did his retarded derp shit for attention. We played some games on the 360, like Fable 3 and Resident Evil 5 and other games where he could joke we were in a relationship and we should get married and shit. Anyway it got late, and I went from sitting on the edge of his bed to laying down on top of it. I got too comfy and passed out, to wake up in pitch black darkness to a jingling sound and tugging of my belt. Immediately I realized what was going on and went to sit up and yell "what the fuck" but he placed my hand over my mouth, forcing me down and undoing my pants. I let out a muffled scream of "NO DANNY NO" before I heard a pounding on the door, looking up while his parents open the door, get on the floor, everyone walk the dinosaur.[/QUOTE] Obvious ending.

Oh god I got a good one. During freshmen year me and my friends would get bored waiting for PE to start because the coaches were slow as shit. Every once and a while we'd toss some Cheetos out onto the field to get a bunch of seagulls gathered. There was this one stout, chubby, severely downs syndrome girl with misaligned pigtails; who for some reason absolutely hated seagulls. She started screaming at us and yelling at us because we had attracted the seagulls and she stomped out onto the field to scare them away. When class started we were all doing push-ups on the tennis court and the girl came in with her teacher looking for me and my friends who did it and we were all looking directly at her as she complained "I can't find them! I can't finddddddddd themmmmmmm..." Then she wandered off and bumped into the fence. [editline]7th June 2011[/editline] We also had a really nice ceramics class which had one fault, which was the ENTIRE table of special kids. There was Pigtails, the severely obese black girl who randomly giggled and yelled out "SHOAWMIE" for long periods of time. There was Herkle, this little chubby mexican or negro guy who never spoke a word but would randomly spazz out in his seat waving his fingers everywhere. I mean, this guy was doing some serious jazz hands. I liked to think he was conducting an orchestra. There was Mungle, a severely downs short caucasian boy with really messed up teeth and short brown hair and really dark eyes so he was a bit creepy in the way he'd stare at you. He'd hide behind the open door on the outside of the class and peer in over the frosted glass through the clear window above it and observe us all as we filed into class. He would yell out things that sounded like he was challenging someone to a battle in Klingon. He also licked a table and ate a fat chunk of low-fire grey clay right off the surface. There was Anthony who was a morbidly obese fat shaved headed caucasian kid with a really fuckin weird voice who would crush HORRIBLY on random girls in the class. He would go up to them and like touch their arms and shit and mooch their food and follow them and talk to them after class was over. He'd get possessive of them and seemed to get irritated when someone else talked to her when he was around like he thought he was already her boyfriend. There was the Horse of Babylon who was a particularly equine example of a female with downs syndrome who would say "momma" over and over in a curdled voice. Nothing else of interest from her. [editline]7th June 2011[/editline] There was an Armenian guy, probably had severe downs syndrome. Never spoke a word. Small black, beady, far apart, crossed eyes nestled neath a thick unibrow and a face of acne scars or something. He danced. Hard. Every single day in the cafeteria or in the quad. He was either dancing or fighting invisible monsters. And winning.

School is ending this week and I am so fucking glad for it too. My PE class has so many autistic children. When they do something wrong, they are never punished for any of it and it just pisses me off. This one kid always smells like shit. Literally shit. His helper is some ugly fat bitch that always whines at him to run, while she is just walking behind him the entire time. His friend is also autistic, but he's a fat ass that wears boots to PE and a really fluffy sweater.

At my school, there's this kid that literally fucking SHITS HIS PANTS in class. Once I went to our local YMCA with my friend and he was there on the computers. After I went to go on one to check my email. THE CHAIR SMELLED LIKE FUCKING SHIT. Needless to say. I told the people at the front desks and the had to throw the chair away.

My acting class was held in the auditorium (we'd use the stage as a classroom and when someone was performing we'd sit in the audience) and sometimes the special-eds class would go to the auditorium pods in the back and we'd hear the muffled silliness that would happen back there. One day, one of the kids in my class, Brad, was delivering a dramatic monologue, so everyone was silent and paying attention. However, the spec-ed class came in and one of them was... fascinated by Bradley. He gasped and shouted "LOOK! IT'S A NIGGA!" Everyone turned around and saw him pointing at Brad and acting like he saw a fucking narwhal in his backyard. He continued to announce to others that there was a nigga over there (not a "nigger", a "nigga". It seems like he didn't know it was offensive and that it was just a name for the guy or something) until the teacher shushed him and got him into the pod. The last thing we heard was "but.. but he's so COOL!" Brad was the only one laughing for a while. And he was laughing hard.

Where the fuck do you guys meet these people?!? Never had anybody like that in any school I've ever been to, except once. In Reception I crawled into a toy house, when some special boy bit my ass, so turned around and bit the fucker on the nose. Bear in mind I was about 3.

Theres this one guy at my school called Charlie, who has some mental disorder I believe. We call him "Charles the great". Apparently on this camp (School camp, I wasn't there) he was like, urinating behind a tree (it was in the bush somewhere) and someone called his name, so he turns around WHILE STILL URINATING and looks around to see who it was. I don't know, I thought that was pretty funny.

I feel bad for laughing.

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[QUOTE=myalt22;30304721]Where the fuck do you guys meet these people?!? Never had anybody like that in any school I've ever been to, except once. In Reception I crawled into a toy house, when some special boy bit my ass, so turned around and bit the fucker on the nose. Bear in mind I was about 3. [editline]7th June 2011[/editline] Where the fuck do you guys meet these people?!? Never had anybody like that in any school I've ever been to, except once. In Reception I crawled into a toy house, when some special boy bit my ass, so turned around and bit the fucker on the nose. Bear in mind I was about 3.[/QUOTE] What the fuck are you doing?

[QUOTE=dvc;30302765]At my school, there's this kid that literally fucking SHITS HIS PANTS in class. Once I went to our local YMCA with my friend and he was there on the computers. After I went to go on one to check my email. THE CHAIR SMELLED LIKE FUCKING SHIT. Needless to say. I told the people at the front desks and the had to throw the chair away.[/QUOTE] and why were you sniffing a chair?

[QUOTE=PyroCraz3d;30294866]There's this mentally stupid guy[yes, he is stupidly annoying], and every fucking day, you hear him backtalking somebody else, and calling them names. He has anger problems, at the drop of a hat he goes insane. I rarely make any interactions with him, but I always feel like kicking his ass back to wherever the hell he came from. Nobody has beaten him up yet, which is weird because he's the kind of guy you WANT TO KILL. Every day he would say shit, and when the teacher tells him to stop he'd be all "What did I do? I didn't say anything!! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! WHAT IS THIS SHIT!!". He always gets up and screams and stuff. I hate him and so does everybody else. He's not the guy you feel bad for, he's the guy you want to maim and kill and.. just wish he was gone. God damn it hurts thinking about this guy.[/QUOTE] Walk up to him and tell him this: " I'm tired of your snide insinuations " Punch him right in the kisser.

My brother is autisitic but I can't really think of any funny stories. It gets more annoying than funny after nearly 20 years living in the same house.

[QUOTE=jesse194;30318329]and why were you sniffing a chair?[/QUOTE] It's not too hard to notice the smell of shit even from a few feet away, if it's strong enough. Which it probably would be if the kid had indeed shat his pants.

There is a girl with a learning disability in my friend's lunch. She will walk up to your table and will take your food and throw it away. She will even do it if your eating out of it still.

I have this person, that I know for a few years now, that's been in two schools with me, and goddamn does he fucking love Thomas the Train. Whenever he has access to a computer, he opens up Youtube, and searches "thomas the train". He re-watches the same episodes, and has a tendency to start jumping up and down when excited, so he flips the fuck out whenever he watches it. Whenever a teacher tries to pull him away from the computer, or to allow someone to actually do work, he gets all frustrated and throws a hissy fit. Unfortunately, one day in school; I had to take a piss really fucking badly, so I went. I went in and saw that he was in there, I wanted to leave but I really needed to piss. I went along to do my business and he pulls down his pants and pisses, and starts to shake up and down like he does watching Thomas the Train. Goddamn he almost pissed all over me. [editline]8th June 2011[/editline] Oh, another story; same person. Our school had the chance to go to a field trip to a really nice ski lodge, basically the whole school went for a few days. The school was split into a few different cabins, one cabin was split between boys and girls (half the lodge for each). The first day we stayed there, we had to get washed up and dressed for bed. We did so, but there was one issue, the sped had no towel. He started running down naked through both sections of the cabin, running down the girls section and then down the boys section, frantically looking for his towel. Since he was so nervous, he started to jump around like he does when he's excited, flopping his man meat up and down. Thankfully, a teacher saw this and reacted quickly, giving him his own towel. Why did I have to see his floppy sausage.

[QUOTE=DDSNv2;30320222] Why did I have to see his floppy sausage.[/QUOTE] Its cause he liked you.

Mine isn't as bad as some others, but there was this autistic girl in my Principles of Engineering class. On the first day, she walks up to me after I had been totally silent for about 10 minutes and says "Did you just call me fat?!" I said No, and she said "Good, because then you'd have to get your eyes checked." Also, she wore a tiara on her birthday and sat next to each and every person in the class till they said happy birthday to her.

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This person at my middle school is known for dry humping the tables and vending machines.

This one herp girl freaked out during class one time for no reason, and started throwing around desks and shit. it took the principal and football coach to drag her out.