Discussion in 'Waffle' started by Moskit, Sep 11, 2012.
Here you tell their story.
i was that kid.
edit: well no, i was always the new kid, that always somehow got left with those kids because no one wants to be friends with the new kid except the ones that can't make friends with anyone else.
Then tell your story, dear Ahmeed.
ours was in a wheel chair occasionally but could walk lazy cunt
also pissed themselves alot
we hid the big shoe in the bins
We had one. he is a fukin paralympic medalist now. cunt. fukin using his disabilty to abilitate success.
what a dick. lol
shut up ahmeed. this is serious thread. there was a new kid at my school, in higher elemetary. im a country boy you see and the forest is my throne.
there was a new kid that not only had a speech impediment but also a different fking dialect!! imagine that! we were stood on the school discotech which was situated in pizzeria roma that night, we had flippy fringes and drinking black orange, dancing to roxette and visage. he was pretty cool that first night but once we realized he talked like a mong we were suspicious to say the least. until one day, when he was late for school, you see, nobody was ever late for school. which brought an unfortunate focus unto this young man. he came in late, and all the teachers put that in focus the whole day, which was unfortunate to say the least, for he had pissed himself that morning, and apparently never got to change pants. so he stunk of piss, and being that he was the center of attention that day, we all came close enough to notice, being that we all wanted to have our turn. he reaked of it. piss, and being that he protested wildly to both students and adults alike, in this shrill voice that spoke in a faulty tongue that we couldnt understand, this rather aggravated us.
we took him up to the mountain, and down to the creek.
we tied his hands round a tree with jump rope from gym class, the wooden handles made the knots impossible to get out of. his hands above his head.
we proceeded to beat him. we practised karate kicks on him, i remember. it became a sort of game unto itself to torture him. but we grew tired.
and we had to get back to class anyway. some of the bigger kids stayed to beat him with sticks but i never went that far, i went back with my mates pretty soon.
and then everyone was done, and left him there. hanging off this branch.
apparently it took a few hours, then this old lady found him, walking her dog. he called out to her but she couldnt undo the knots, so she fetched a police man, who cut him down. but things arent always as great as all that and the police had to run away to some other urgent matter, leaving the kid alone again, to get back on down to school.
which he did, but by this time everybody knew he had pissed himself, so he figured he could hide in a toilet until the end of that day. but we saw him coming down and all of school ran to the toilet he was hiding in, kicking and pulling at the door. that day we all stood together, as torturers of the piss kid. and h6e mustve spent 7 hours in that toilet. but then i wouldnt know, i went over to a mates place later, drink chocolate milk, cheese on toast and nintendo.
dont know what happened to that kid. hes probably dead. the forces of good failed that day. under the sign of hell. desolation won that day.
there was a kid in my brothers class who had some sort of degenerate disease. the lad was losing the feeling in his legs, he used to piss his pants and smelt a lot. he used to drop heavy things on his legs and stick pins in them, probably as a way of humouring the taunters.
i felt nothing but sorrow for the kid, he used to bring a football into school and sit at the side and watch all the kids in his year play with it. poor old smelly McRobinson, he's probably dead now.
She was half girl, half werewolf or something, fucking stunk, used to chase us around and bark at us.
there was also a lad who lived a few doors from my granddads, he had braces on his legs for a couple of years. once my granddad ran out his front door to stop 2 lads kicking him in.....or so he thought, the lad with the braces was kickin the 2 lads in
There was this kid in primary school called Peter. He was weird man. No disabilites or anything. Maybe some kind of mental disablity. maybe. i odnt know. but he once shat himself with liquid poo... dripped down his leg and shit. but didnt tell anyone. went to the toilet and tried to clear it up. came back.... and the classroom stank. no one admitted it.... so the teacher literally lined us up and got us to walk out the room one by one untill the smelly cunt was caught. genious. they caught him alright. for the next how ever many years he was bullied so bad. people used to make him lick their shoes and shit.... and once.... once... i saw him swallow several penny coins one after the other. seriay.
man. I actually feel pretty bad for him in all honesty. that shit was bad.
peter, peter, foetus eater.
fuckin missed a trick there rocks.
Had a guy with muscular dystrophy stuck 60 crocodile clips on the back of his legs one lunchtime couldnt feel any of them, as we were all into dnb we nicknamed him the Cautios Stepper.
Also was a midget who had a motorised wheelchair, watched her slide down a hill backwards on her wheelchair one icy morning
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too much rep been your way it seems, reppy reppington the rep collector.
i was also good friends with this guys son at my first primary school.
whats that gotta do with the price of this thread, akmed? tell us about your shoes dood.
someone mentioned midget, i then remembered
and my shoes are fly as fuck son, etnies, tk maxx, £10 nigwuh.
oh get fked you said you were the piss kid! indulge us or ill go spare to the sounds of dillinjas 'japan'
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