Oh god, some prick about 3 years older than me 'kegged' me and everyone was laughing so what do i do?
He came over to shake my hand and say sorry and I nutted the cunt in the nose, broke it and then I was suspended.
I regret nothing.
keyboard warriors unite
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I was playing P.E today. It was 3-0 and I was trying my hardest to play a goal. I was running for the ball when the defender runs straight into my and I do a barrel roll before ending up in the grass. Now I let this go and just continued the game. The same guy tripped me up 3 times in the game. Now it's 3-2. I'd scored both goals and wanted to make it a hat trick. I'm running into the box when he sticks his foot out and I nearly bang my face right metal railings. I walk up the too the defender and knee him in the balls with all my might. He went to the medical room and I could finally play a game without being tripped up.
I don't really lose my head often. However there was this one time, three days after my first "real" girlfriend broke up with me. I was fairly depressed after the break up, but on that day my depression turned to hatred once I learned I had to get my left testicle removed. I threw a can of old spice threw my bedroom window, grabbed a folding chair and beat out the metal shutter so I could go through it, and grabbed the ugly-ass cherub statue my mom insists on putting in our yard even though it looks absolutely terrible.
I proceeded to hurl that fucker into a palm tree and pulverized it with the folding chair.
Also if you call BS I'll post a picture of my half-sack, and nobody wants that.
Back in 6th grade, I was getting really irritated at Donkey Kong: King of Swing, leading to me snapping my GBA SP in half, screen half from button half. Felt like shit considering my DS would eventually lose function in the L and R buttons, getting rid of any way to play my remaining GBA games.
I used to bite my hand/arm when I got mad when I was much younger, shit got bruised too.
Also punched my cousin in the chest twice, he was shitfaced-wasted both times and he was getting on my nerves. Kinda felt like an ass, but still felt pretty good considering my brothers/cousins are fucking irritating when drunk.
Oh man, I have some real bad memories from bullying. From 2rd to maybe 6th grade I was bullied almost constantly, I mean almost all of the time. I was the black sheep, you could say.
There [I]was[/I] one time in 6th grade when I had enough of it. I mean, I was sick of everything - of being called names, beaten up and etc. I didn't have any outstanding characteristics which one would bully me over, but I was more emotional as a kid and whenever I got around to defending myself, my eyes started watering and I felt weak. Real bad for me.
Well anyway, I remember being late for class and walking in some 10 minutes after the start. As one would do, I said sorry for being late to the teacher and then started walking over to my seat. And this giant douche said "Why are you late? Were you busy crying?" out loud when I walked past him. The whole class started laughing and I felt really angry because I felt I could do nothing about it so I continued walking without saying a thing. As I got near my chair the same guy shouted: "Oh wow, you're such a girl, scared to even say a thing to me".
Right about then, I just sorta clicked, you know - didn't even think about it, couldn't rationalize it all and just left my backpack, picked up my chair, charged over and started slamming the backrest on this fuck's head. I must've hit him some 6-7 times before I got pulled away. His face was bleeding and he was curled up on a ball on his own chair. I didn't really feel bad or anything, it actually felt like justice had been served. People pretty much stopped bullying me after that.
Another time, in 8th grade (you usually switch schools here after 7th grade to move up with your education), still new to the school and everyone. I was just sitting on my chair at recess, reading something in a textbook. The atmosphere was pretty quiet, because almost nobody knew each other, except a couple of guys - the smoking/drinking/anarchy/cops'r'pigs type. I guess you could say chavs without the stupid clothing.
Well, as I was sitting, one of them comes over and pulls the desk to the side from me to sit over with his friends. The edge of a pipe hit me pretty hard on the knee and I started bleeding, so I sorta pulled him lightly on the shoulder and told him to be careful - to at least warn me. He looked at me and laughed at my face saying "Fuck off, shithead" or something like that. I was pretty pissed at this, because it was and is the most insolent thing I can think of.
So, I walked over to the other side of the desk, opposite of him and pulled it from underneath him. He fell on the floor and everybody started snickering at him. He stood up and started jabbing me at my chest (pretty weakly, but I guess that was the result of falling on your arse out of nowhere). I held his arms down and kneed him in the stomach, holding him up as he struggled not to fall.
That's pretty much the only times when I've been violent. I felt no remorse, but in my eyes they deserved it. I don't know if I would've done the same now, but at least I stopped being bullied.
This guy who keeps bullying me was pissing me off so I hurled a fucking can at his face, which appeared to hurt him. My friend told me to run away but I decided to stick around to see what this prick would say to me.
Keep in mind I have a disability (visually impaired). This guy insulted my disability so what did I do? Stormed over to him and was going to hurl him to the ground and curb-stomp him in the face when a security guard pulled me away and calmed me down.
Said prick then shut the fuck up...for about a week. He still does shit and one day I'm gonna toss his fat ass down a flight of stairs.
According to the friend who saw this entire situation, I looked like I was gonna kill the guy when I went over to him. Instant respect.
I'm contemplating on sharing a very recent story, but I don't think it's right, because it ended up with a friend of mine going in hospital and I feel a lump in my throat and my stomach curling up when I think about it. On the other hand, it feels really good to share all of this - I'm not even sure anyone will read this, but it... I really don't know. It just feels nice to let it out.
well iam pretty chill guy and i don't look for trouble, but this freshman, though it be a good idea since i was a 12th grader at the time, to force me to go in the back seat of the bus ( i was one of the first stops besides, i didnt talk to anyone in the back of the bus) so he picks up my binder, drop's it on the dirty floor of the bus and kicks it all the way to the back of the bus, so i followed him to the end, when he turned around i grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and punched him in the nose, then my bus driver comes to see what happened, and i tell him he was looking for shit and i punched him, so the driver says, good job, people like that deserve it.
I've broke 3 monitors for being pissed off at counter-strike source.
not really
One day in 8th grade I was feeling kind of grumpy, I can't remember why. The teacher was doing something outside and some girls had a boombox from the class playing grease songs. They were singing pretty loud and started to get on my nerves. Eventually I got fed up with the bullshit. I grabbed a nearby textbook and yelled.
"FUCK GREASE!!"
I the chucked the text book with all my might at the boombox and braking it into pieces.
The girls called me a psycho, but I was calm now so I just said " I'm not a big fan of grease" In a very calm voice.
[QUOTE=Neat!;33494094]
Also if you call BS I'll post a picture of my half-sack, and nobody wants that.[/QUOTE]
i want to see your half-sack please
Well, my classroom and the other classroom can join together, so we're practising our school play and somebody in the other class (He has AS) decide to hit me multiple times in the head and eyes with a ruler. I proceeded to grab and push him very hard into the wall, he then shouted, and I quote, "BLOODY FUCK! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?" Teacher gave him an earful and I went to have a piss. the next week my "friend" decided to accuse me of waitng at the door (I was bending over and wiping my hands on my trousers) and I told him if thats what he thinks then fine, he put on his fucking smug look but I didnt do anything.
I still dont feel bad.
I think my worst outburst was when I was 10, I was playing tag with some friends and ended up getting tagged first. I was then laughed at by everyone there, and for reasons which I still cannot explain, jump kicked the nearest person in the chest.
Though a close second was when I had to do some kind of medical test and they needed a blood sample, and rather than just a pinprick they needed 2 test tubes of the stuff, so naturally as a little tyke I freaked out. I think in addition to just struggling in general I lashed out at the attendants, they had to end up holding me down to get the pencil-sized needle in my arm. I guess I figured if they were gonna bleed me that much, might as well make em work for it.
Luckily, I've matured A LOT since then and haven't really had any outbursts of that magnitude.
[QUOTE=Typhoonx10;33492586]Oh god, some prick about 3 years older than me 'kegged' me and everyone was laughing so what do i do?
He came over to shake my hand and say sorry and I nutted the cunt in the nose, broke it and then I was suspended.
I regret nothing.
keyboard warriors unite[/QUOTE]
What the fuck is 'kegging'?
When someone threw my school laptop down a few stairs.
Had to be the hardest I ever hit someone, felt really bad about it afterwards.
[QUOTE=Nemisis116;33502975]What the fuck is 'kegging'?[/QUOTE]
When you pull someone's pants down.
While camping with the class, my tent-plugs got stolen while I was sleeping. Now, the clock was 3 AM. And I hadn't slept due to my fucking cold (Which had to be a douchebag and appear all of a sudden), so I grabbed a support pole (stainless steel btw) and began to chase the assholes who stole the tent-plug and caused me to wake up gasping for air with some of the tent inside my mouth.
I actually hit one of them.
In the leg, that is.
Many years ago when I was a kid, I broke my sisters nose with a sit-up excercise thing.
Somehow, I've never managed to hit or fight anybody in my 19 years.
Most I've done is kick a hole in my wall from Soul Calibur 2 rage.
Sure I'd have loved to beat the shit out of some of the assholes at my old school. But with teachers at every corner at my school during passing period, and the strict rules, it just wouldn't have been worth it.
And now I don't have to see a single one of their faces again.
There was this annoying little fucker in my art class who would always make fun of what I'd painted/drawn (I was 12), so one day I decided to take a tube of paint, squirt it in his face and slammed his face onto the table. I got the biggest beating from my parents that day, and that kid didn't even get into trouble. Fuck my life
Shit hit the fan so hard that the collision alone was powerful enough to destroy a small town, which it did.
Another story I just remembered, around 3 years ago, I was at rugby practice, and one of our flanks kept on calling me a useless fat fuck, here in South Africa, we have this type of slap, its called a PK, or Poes Klap, your hand is basically in the position of holding a mouse, except your fingers are all together. So after practice, while he was changing, I ran full speed and swung and slapped him on the side of the head, fucker didn't look at me for a while. Again, still got shit for doing that.
[QUOTE=Duckie;33503904]There was this annoying little fucker in my art class who would always make fun of what I'd painted/drawn (I was 12), so one day I decided to take a tube of paint, squirt it in his face and slammed his face onto the table. I got the biggest beating from my parents that day, and that kid didn't even get into trouble. Fuck my life[/QUOTE]
I have always wanted to slam somebodys head against a wall or a table or something.
Is it fun?
I would so take the punishment just to slam some assholes head into a brick wall.
I'm not violent at all, I am a very calm and reasonable person, but this day was my first only outburst.
There was this annoying fuck head who always made fun of me and bullied me when I was younger, one day he got a guitar and started playing it in school, he could barely even play it, and then he started playing a song making fun of me, I always ignored him, but even the teacher was laughing at me because of him, I got so fucking mad, I have never been any more mad my entire fucking life, remembering it still makes me angry, I got up grabbed his fucking guitar and smashed his head with it repeatedly until he dropped to the floor and begged me to stop.
I got expelled from the school that day.
I charged toward a guy once, grabbed him by the face, and smashed his head against a glass window.
I cracked the window...
Now that I think of it, I can't remember what that outburst was about.
I somehow got into a fight with a guy (hated his guts). Somehow 3 people grabbed me and tried to hold me back, but I got free and chased the guy around, swinging a hockey stick.
hit someone with a pillow
When i went to military school, my second roommate(because my first stole something and got moved out), was a total fuckhead, i hated him so much. He was withdrawing from the school, and on his last day he decided to try and choke me out while i was playing FO3, so i elbowed him in the face, and stood up to defend myself, and he punched me in the stomach, winding me, and i think i screaming something along the lines of "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" and threw him into the corner, picked him up by the throat and started punching his face.(Now, i'm not that strong of a guy either, i can't pick up someone that weighs 140 pounds by their throat for a minute, but somehow i did) I think i had punched him 10 times before i got pulled off by my Hall Sergeant. I told my story and what happened and i didn't get in trouble. He left the school in tears. I was a respected member of the company after that, everyone hated the fucker too.
[QUOTE=Nemisis116;33504325]I have always wanted to slam somebodys head against a wall or a table or something. Is it fun? I would so take the punishment just to slam some assholes head into a brick wall.[/QUOTE] [b]very[/b] satisfying.
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