I got assaulted. No, really.

[DoTheFandango]

Stick a chocolate ExLax in a chocolate chip cookie of his.

I did that to my arch-nemisis, and he has yet to find out, but he shit his pants in AP Lit.

[Nickname]

Just like the telcat thread :P


Two years ago, in 7th grade, a kid stuck wet paper towels up in the soap dispensor(sp?). Everyone missed their whole 4th period. Lucky it was science . The kid was expelled.

I don't get this, he stuck wet paper toels up the soap dispensor -- so nobody could get soap -- So everybody missed their 4th period? What the fuck?

[Fit of Rage]

egg his car

Hey look! A good suggestion!

Nicky, I think he meant that by mixing a little water and runny soap they made a mess of the science class floor.

[Cops]

don't take my advice but this has come up with me and what I usuaully do is do what they did to me, i'd choke the fucker stomp his face then leave in a bath of his own blood. what a fucking pussy, sorry to hear that happened. Don't sue him you don't want to be known as the kid who got his ass kicked and sued the guy for kicking the living shit out of you, image isn't everything but highschool is like a jail and people prey on weakness.

[Nickname]

Hey look! A good suggestion!

Nicky, I think he meant that by mixing a little water and runny soap they made a mess of the science class floor.

but he clogged the soap, so how does that work (though that makes sense)

[colony]

cute avatar deechee

[Riesen]

He's 16, a knife on school grounds will only get him suspended/expelled.

That's only if a teacher sees it. . . *wink*

Although, schools do have a lot of dangerous stuff just lying around. Rocks, scissors, fences, people, trash cans, cars, windows, big heavy doors, concrete, etc. All could be very useful in a fight. Or yeah, your bare knuckles.

[Twerp]

I don't get this, he stuck wet paper toels up the soap dispensor -- so nobody could get soap -- So everybody missed their 4th period? What the fuck?

Whoops, forgot to say that he lit the paper on fire and so it went up the soap thingy.

[Noah]

That's kinda relevant for your story.

[RoDNeY]

something sort of similar happend to my cuzin... remember i said Sort of...

my cuz was a senior at highschool and he was dating this girl whos brother hated him, so her brother told this kid to start dissing on my cuz's girlfriend and talk shit about my cousin, so after a while it started to annoy my cousin, he went to the Guidance counselor and the Director, they said that they would look into it as much as they could. a couple days later the kid gets all up in my cousins face so my cousin starts beating the shit out of him in front of everyone in the halllway, he broke his nose and threw him into the lockers a few times, and when he was done he ripped the hood off the kids Hoodie to keep as a suvenere and to remind the kid that he got owned. The director sat down with him in the office and gave him a 2 day suspension even though he started it, only because he came to him before any of this and told him of the problem, so the director took the blame.

I suggest doing the same, go to ur director person incharge of the school tell him about it, dont worry about going there once or twice to tell him, and then if it gets too bad kick the shit out of him infront of everyone, so they all know. Hopefully the director will take part blame and give you minor consequences if not, buy me a plane ticket, im commin ^_^

[RoDNeY]

oh, and put bologna on his car over night.... dont forget to put superglue in the key hole

[Arc]

Actually, it's kind of ironic because my PE teacher lets us leave campus to bowl or skate.

But anyway, fighting is the foundation of a weak intellect. If you need help on how to get back at him WITHOUT fighting and using what brain cells you have left, read One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, the main nurse is a perfect example on how to get back at him. Plus if you do it this way you won't have to explain to the cops how you blew his brains out with a shotgun.

[SaucyKing]

But anyway, fighting is the foundation of a weak intellect.

Very true indeed.

The dean tried to get me suspended for 3 days, and failed miserably. Maybe because I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING.

[RoDNeY]

put a ping pong ball in his Gas tank thing, He drives for 30 minutes-ish and the ping pong ball gets sucked down and Clogs the hole, wait 10 more minutes for the Ping pong ball to resurface while the car is off, then it keeps repeating till hes..... stopped on the highway

[sixtoo]

OK so it went like this. This guy started talking shit to me on Thursday in PE class. I talked shit back to him, and while in the locker room at the end of the period he tried to start something with me, but I left. End of period.

Anyway. On Friday he started shit with me AGAIN while I was playing billiards (I dunno why the PE coach allows us to play pool either, but I don't ask) with some buddies, talking about how he would have kicked my ass and such. I told him that if he really wanted to do it, he would have already done it yesterday.

Well, in the locker room after that he snuck up behind me and proceeded to beat the living shit out of me, just to save face I guess, because he's the kind of guy that's too stupid to argue, and any kind of verbal exchange ends up with him getting embarassed. Anyway, he punches me on the head 20 time AT LEAST, and at some point during that I hit my head on a fuse box. After he's done, I'm too tired to uncover my face with my arms and kick his ass, and I stagger out of the locker room. The coach sees me, says WHAT HAPPENED, and I told him that the guy in the red hat snuck up on me and jumped me. The coach calls the cops (we have police officers patrolling the school campus), and they're there in all of one minute. One officer asks me what happened, I told him, and then said I was going into the bathroom to get cleaned up. I knew I had blood on my face, but I thought it was only a little bit.

Then I looked in the mirror. It was in my hair, it entirely covered my face from forehead to cheeks to chin, it was on my arms, and little droplets were on my shirt....imagine being in the rain, and that was what my clothes were like. Except with blood. I look up at my forehead and see a deep, deep, DEEP laceration extending from about a half-inch in front of my hairline upwards about another half inch. That was from the fuse box. Anyway, I wash my face and hold my jacket on the cut, which is still bleeding. When I leave, the police take me to the nurse's office where she cleans the cut up and puts a temporary patch over as much of it as she can, because like I said it was going some length into my hair. During the time in her office I discover about 4 lumps on my head.

From there I go to the dean's office, give my account of what happened, then I leave school and go to a clinic where I have to get 6 stitches. The doctor also gives us some cream (I'm not sure what it does, but I have to put it on the cut) and a prescription for antibiotic pills. She also says use some Neosporin after I get the stitches taken out, which will be in about 5 days. As of right now I feel fine, except I can't lift or lower my eyebrows, open my jaw all the way, or even law down and go to sleep without feeling pain. I'm actually surprised that I never lost consciousness...being punched in the head in excess of 20 times and then losing maybe a cup (as in a measuring cup) of blood is no joke.

Now I'm nervous about going back to school....the cops said they took him to get locked up, but I imagine this is one of those deals where he stays overnight or something then he's let go. And the dean of students doesn't like me so he might give the son of a bitch a 2-day suspension or something. I suggested taking another class, but she said that I don't wanna make it look like the guy ran me out.

My grandma is thinking of pressing charges for the medical care and supplies she had to pay for, and the money she didn't make that day because she had to leave class to take me home.

But my question is: What should I do?

I think you kind of fucked yourself over here by ratting on buddy in the first place. Ok Ok, I don't have all the previous background on what started the fight, but you should have kept your mouth shut and let buddy do the talking, especially if you know hes got a short fuse, a problom with you and you don't want to intice him further. But you did, and you got what you had coming to you, it sucks that he had done it from behind, do you think you could take him 1 on 1 face to face? If you think you can, then stay in the class, if he so much as looks at you funny, kick his ass... as for the reversal, if hes bigger then you and you feel your at the disadvantage, then maybe you should stay out of his way. I'm almost certain tho, that this isn't the last you've heard from this kid, especially if he's being charged...

I can remember a night of partying mushrooms weed drinking e pills and such in my younger days where a buddy of mine had told me I was going to leave him in St. Catherines ( a place about 15 minute drive from niagara ) at some crap ass house party, we then proceeded 4 carloads of drunk stoned doods, to go to a cougar ( old woman ) pick up bar for some more drinks before eventually making it to a strip club and then home. On the car ride home my buddy was still trippin on me bout thinking I was going to leave him there, said I wasn't his friend anymore blah blah blah and he never wanted to see me at his house, where my best friend ( his roommate ) also lived, It was like a kick in the junk man and I was getting so pissed at him. He called me out numberous times and I declined, Let him know a real friend wouldn't be driving him home while talking all this bullshit. I dropped a couple people off then this kid, I had an old friend of mine I grew up since 4 years old together who was getting dropped off last, so I opened up the trunk and got out this kids cooler of beer, set it on the ground and he pushed me, so I pushed him back, he pushed me again, I pushed him back, came at me to push again and I socked him good in the face causing him to recoile and start throwin some bombs, I didn't manage to catch any of them, I grabed him by his shirt collar and let em fly, ( only fight I've ever been in here 22 years of my life that was real and not playing around ) anyway, he turtle shelled after about 30 bombs to his head on the ground, I got on top of him and layed him out some more until he was crying and whining for me to stop, got off him called him a bitch, then straight black balled him from my buddies who were all selling drugs at the time. IF he would have kept agg'n me on, I probably would have killed him.

Let that be a lesson for you, if your going to talk the talk, you bess damn be sure your ready to walk the walk.

anyway kid, my suggestion to you, if he keeps on at you, go after him with all the fury you can. if you beat him up, you'll win his respect or damn sure scare him into never touching you again, if you lose, at least you know you stuck up for yourself instead of turning your back like a bitch