What's the most horrible thing you have ever done?

It builds character, doesn't it?

I don't think I ever got my ass kicked per se, just made fun of a lot. But I was the most awkward, nerdy kid you could imagine :lol:

edit: one time some guy tried to start shit with me so i knocked him to the ground in one punch! this was in grade 7. also in the same year, someone was picking on my smaller, weaker friends and I picked him up by the collar of his shirt and slammed him into a power generator! That learned him pretty good!
 
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edit: I have a lot of respect for repented assholes. I don't even hold grudges against the people who used to give me trouble in high school. I ran into one of them a couple days ago and he was friendly so I figure what the fuck?

yeh same here, ive seen guys from school who were arseholes mainly when they are aroudn there mates but said hello and all was well. All the bullshit seems to end after school.
 
One time, in 1st grade, for pretty much no reason at all, I grabbed this kid around the midsection and started kicking him in the ass while singing "Happy Happy Joy Joy."
 
It builds character, doesn't it?

I don't think I ever got my ass kicked per se, just made fun of a lot. But I was the most awkward, nerdy kid you could imagine :lol:

edit: one time some guy tried to start shit with me so i knocked him to the ground in one punch! this was in grade 7. also in the same year, someone was picking on my smaller, weaker friends and I picked him up by the collar of his shirt and slammed him into a power generator! That learned him pretty good!


Sure does!

Oh, and good for you! :kickass:
 
yeh same here, ive seen guys from school who were arseholes mainly when they are aroudn there mates but said hello and all was well. All the bullshit seems to end after school.

interesting. in a related note, two of the most HORRIBLE people i knew were my ex's brother and father, who died in the past year and a half without ever repenting or changing their ways. :erk:
 
Ive done many horrible things when I was younger. I have no idea why I started this thread...I didnt even remember doing it until I came back from some stupid Smith Driving Class for work and was like WTF?

I dont have time to read this whole thread but this post is one of my all time favorites.
 
I once got in a fist fight with a 5th grader. I was in 8th grade at the time. I did not intend for it to happen. It turns out this particular child was mentally unstable had a history of violence and quite a temper. For some reason he started yelling at me and insulting me and getting in my face, so I pushed him to the ground and started walking away. He then latched on to my leg and tried to pull me down. I shouted, "hey fag, quit humping my leg!". At his, he stopped immediately and I was relieved, but this relief was short lived as the little fucker jumped up and punched me straight in the mouth.

I had braces at the time so there was quite a lot of blood. I am a pretty big guy and realizing what he had just done he fled with much haste. I wasn't about to let the bite sized prick get away with this so I gave chase. Having much longer legs I caught up to him and punched him in the head so hard I thought I broke my hand.

I found out the next day after being called to the office that his ear had been split open by the blow. I lied and told the principle that I had just been attacked by the mongrel and that I did not fight back and that the kid had run through a a large group of people(that part was true) and that it was likely that the kids ear had caught something. He actually believed me. The only punishment I received was 3 hour detention, while the other kid got in heaps of trouble and had to go to counseling and shit for being a maniac.

edited:split it up into paragraphs.
 
@ Claws

:kickass:

The thing is, the kid didn't really do anything about it until we came in from recess, and then he told the teacher that I "kicked him in the butt," and so after I served my time in detention the following day, I guess I had a bit of an awakening, saw the error of my ways, and lived a good, moral, out-of-trouble life since then.

I have a vague recollection of running around in Kindergarten kicking people's asses like a ninja for shits and giggles, but I honestly have no way of confirming this.
 
Shit, every single story you guys tell reminds me of something I did once :lol:

One time at recess in grade school I threw a rock at a kid and it hit him in the head. This was totally unintentional, I didn't see that he was there at all. However, when they called me to the office I lied and said that it wasn't me, convinced them somehow, they totally bought it. Turns out the kid later got to know my sister and told her about it :erk:
 
Meh, getting an ass-kicking every now and again is good for children. These modern-day faggots and their child-protective BS goes way too far.

WORD. my dad never hit me, but i honestly dont think i would be a good person today (my interpretation of good, at least) if i wasn't scared shitless of him a lot of the time.