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Tables turn on bully
Once upon a time in a small town, there was a 17-year-old boy named Tyler. He was known for his tough demeanor and quick insults, particularly towards the students at Willow Creek High School, especially the two nerdy girls, Sarah and Jenny, who were both 14. They were passionate about science fiction, reading, and had a small friendship group that often kept to themselves. Tyler found great amusement in teasing them, calling them names, and embarrassing them in front of other students.One evening, Fatigue from watching Tyler bully their friends had finally taken its toll. Sarah and Jenny decided they had enough. They enlisted the help of four other girls from their school who had also been victims of Tyler’s cruelty: Mia, Zoe, Ellie, and Grace. They all met at Sarah’s house to discuss their plan.“Let’s teach him a lesson he won’t forget,” Mia suggested, a glint of determination in her eyes. The girls eagerly agreed, sharing a mix of excitement and nervous energy. They planned to wait for him at a secluded path he often took between the creek and the old caravan park where they knew he would walk home after a game of basketball.As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden hue over the neighborhood, the girls hid behind the chain link fence, their hearts racing. They could hear Tyler’s loud laughter even from a distance. He was walking down the path, earbuds in, completely unaware of the trap that lay ahead.When he stepped into the clearing, the girls sprang into action. With surprising agility and teamwork, they surrounded him, catching him off guard. “Hey, Tyler!” called Sarah, and as he turned, Zoe and Mia lunged, pushing him back just enough to unbalance him.Caught off guard, Tyler stumbled as the group overpowered him. “What the **?” he began to protest, but it was too late. Within moments, they were ripping his shirt off, laughter bubbling up as the shock registered on his face. “No! Stop!” he cried, but his pleas were drowned out by the girls’ determination.Grace swiftly grabbed his belt and, with a quick motion, unraveled it and yanked it off, causing his jeans to sag dangerously low. In a flurry, they pulled the waistband of his boxers and wedged it onto the chain link fence, achieving the ultimate hanging wedgie. “Look who’s the nerd now!” Ellie laughed, taking a picture for the memories.As they stepped back, gasps of laughter echoed through the air. Tyler, now trapped and exposed, struggled against the fence, his cheeks turning bright red with embarrassment. “Let me down!” he yelled, but the girls just exchanged glances filled with satisfaction. They had taken a stand and turned the tables on their bully.“Maybe you’ll think twice next time you pick on someone,” Jenny said, her voice steady. The girls giggled, feeling empowered. With a final glance at the embarrassed boy hanging from the fence, they turned and walked back to the path, leaving him there for the night.
Jan 1
Once upon a time there was a grown male who lived in his mother’s basement. He was weird, had no friends, no job, and was a C student in a local community college. All he did in his free time was write stupid, uninteresting stories which he posted online while while playing with his tiny, soft weenie.
No I live in your mums basement
There was this one kid in the projects we lived in the South Bronx who would bully the younger kids.
My younger brother was ten years old when he was bullied by this fifteen year old bully. A very good friend of mine witnessed my little brother being bullied and attempted to intervene. He was struck on his head with a bottle for his attempt to stand up for my brother. The following weekend myself and four of my friends followed and caught the bully coming out of a bodega while on an errand for his mom. We used the stickball bats we had brought with us to knock him into semi consciousness. We dragged him to the roof of a near by building where we stripped him totally and completely naked, tossing all his clothes off the roof. We superglued both his hands to a nearby vent pipe where we left him as the early winter storm was preparing to deposit a few inches of snow on NYC. It was around midnight when the flashing lights of NYC emergency agencies was seen in front of that building. From we were able to ascertain that he was taken to Jacobie Hospital where he was being treated. My twenty year old brother and two of his friends paid him a visit and promised to throw him off the very same building if he ever bullied anyone or identified those that left him on the roof. He was never seen again without being accompanied by his mother. Bullies continued to be bullies until they are held to direct and harsh accountability that removes their feeling of impunity. We made our neighborhood better. We were mercifully as another bully the following summer that victimized a grandmother was thrown into the Bronx River by another group that followed our example, where he drowned.
Why did they take his shirt off? Did he take any girls shirts off?? Sounds like S A.