I had a few bullies when I was a kid. I think my revenge on them is I can’t even remember their names at this point. I wouldn’t even recognize them if I saw them in person.
Now, if you eatthem all, how are they going to learn?
I found out one of my bullies drove into a tree and died. That was awesome.
I like to think that my bullies are among the homeless population. It satisfies me greatly to think, ‘Well. If you’d decided to be studious in school instead of making my life miserable, then you’d not be in that position’. It’d be more sweet if I could drive away in my brand new pickup truck.
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