I have a simple question...
When did we turn into a bunch of whiny little turds?
I'm not sure who the bully is...since they're grabbing each others' shirts...
Ok, class...raise your hand if someone has ever given you a hard time...
Ok, good. Now that I see that most everyone has their hands up...did it ruin your life? Did it make you less of a person? Were your "Feewings Huwt?" Holy shit...give it a rest...
I got bullied a few times as a kid...guess what happened? I turned out mother-effin awesome. In fact, I think it made me a bit more tough, in a way. My super-awesome mother always told me "Walk away from someone who wants to fight...you never need to raise your fists to someone"...and she was right. I used to roughhouse with friends all the time and that was fine, but big-time, one on one fights? Never felt the need to do it. "It takes a bigger man..." she would say. Damn it...Mom was right...until one time.
Don't forget to wash your ass, Tommy...
One kid used to bust my balls more than the others and I stuck to what Mom said. He wouldn't quit...would even do it in front of his mom. My Mom says "Hey...could you tell your kid to stop?" and she got shrugged off. So...my mom gave me this next piece of awesome advice... "Tommy, if he touches you one more time, I want you to beat the shit out of him. Don't stop hitting him until he's bleeding or he starts crying." What a 180...right?
So it came to that. We each popped one another. called it quits...and got on with our lives. Never bothered me again after that. Bygones were bygones...and nobody killed themselves. Now a days...if someone doesn't let you sit at their table...they're bullying you...and that's a load of HORSE POOPY...
That's not even close to bullying! That's some kid being a DWESH-BAG...and we're surrounded by those on a daily basis
Not now Chief...I'm in the fuckin' zone...
The generation I'm growing up with didn't appear to get hugged enough...they raise their kids as though their porcelain dolls that will crack under the slightest amount of pressure...
The kid gloves are constantly on with these people and it makes me sick...I mean...seriously! I raise my kids to treat other people with respect...so hopefully they turn out like that. If my kids turn out to be little jerks, I'll correct it on the spot...as I so often do...
Harder than it looks...but keeps them in line...
People need to stop this nonsense or we're going to grow up having to deal with a bunch of entitled little shit-heads who think the world...owes...them...some...
...son of a bitch...
Alright...alright...let me reset here...
Hold it in for 5 seconds...minimum...
Can we please get a hold of ourselves and maybe teach our kids that getting your balls busted is a fact of life. We're not all taught the same things as other people. I'm gonna teach my kids the same thing my own mother taught me. Be respectful...don't pick fights...never throw hands first...and ignore the little jerk-off who's giving you trouble...more often than not, they've got some problems that will either work themselves out...or culminate in a crazy killing spree...
Long story short, handle your shit...man the eff up...and stop screwing the next generation by turning them into a pack of whiny little bitches...
Lunatic...out...
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