I’ve told you from the beginning. You’re not going to do a damn thing.
You talk big on the internet and then throw gifs at me. LoL. You’re a harmless little ***** and we both know it.
And you probably dream of cock, but you do you, ok?
You come fuckin' with me, and you'll wish you had never thought about it, I'll guarantee you that.
Like Ronnie Van Zant said: I Ain't The One.
1st day of kindergarten this kid bigger than me took my portion of Play-Doh and smashed it onto
his pile then looked at me like "Whatchu gonna do about that, huh?!"
I showed him, I knocked him so hard it wasn't even funny.
It knocked him backwards in his chair right to the floor on his back and I think his head hit the floor.
Pretty sure it was ..mm..either terrazo or 9' asbestos tile.
It wasn't soft, he didn't want no more.
Well, til the next morning with his black-eyed self and about 10 after that. When he broke his arm, that's when the fighting every morning stopped. The kid was not as tough as me, but he was mean and dumb and aggressive. I could tell you his name to this day, but I ain't doin' that.
I do not put up with bullshit.
Here's the thing: That kid would have bullied me, and anybody else he could have gotten away with it with
every day all day ever thereafter if he hadn't put in check. He didn't do that.
A right whopper may have changed his life for the better, whether intentional or not.