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There was this girl in Junior High School. Everyone hated her, spit on her, called her names, spitballs, called her bbitch, it was pretty bad. She somehow kept a stiff upper lip, which made people hate her more, as they wanted to see her breakdown somehow. It got so bad that the life sciences teacher, on a day she wasn't there, had a special class meeting and he wanted to know what she had done to make everyone hate her so much. I didn't know what was going on, but found out. Evidently, in other people's opinions, she acted above her social standing, and failed to cow down to the female socie's that wanted to be recognized by her that they were somehow socially superior. And because the jocks followed where the female socies directed, they began calling her names too. and what jocks do, others aspire to do. So the whole school was against her, and all I ever saw her do was smile bravely in the face of adversity.
I hate piss ant bullies of any sort, period.
Even to this day, I have an open threat out on a bloke because his ass is a bully. We have friends in common, and a buddy of mine approached me one time a few years back and said I need to get past this. I told him just as soon as I deliver a proper ass whooping then maybe after we can wipe the slate clean and start again. But until I balance the ledger and he gets his deserved ass whooping, the threat stands.
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