Fridays on Defend

[DickHardman]

I'm just suprised you got away with being a punk in middle school with the spit wad thing but folks grow up in different environments and learn how to respect in different ways.

i went to a catholic school. thats why i was able to do that.

plus, it was fun too. i wasnt the only one, its just something that all the boys in class did, we all had fun shooting spitballs at eachother and creating different ridiculous ways to fire them across the room. even some of the females got into it, they started bringing their own straws to class to retaliate. it was just childish nonsense, nowhere on the same level as robbing people of their valuables. it was lots of fun, thats for sure. i remember one time specifically when the teacher turned the lights out so we could watch a movie. when the lights came on, the entire classroom was littered with spitwads lol.....the darkness of the room provided great opportunities to nail people. dont get me wrong, some of us did get caught and handed detentions. but we were good at being sneaky about it. in a classroom with 30+ plus kids and your own personal desk to store stuff in, its pretty easy to fire off spitwads at unsuspecting people and get away with it.

[jubaji]

Oh come on now. You know what really happened and how it drove him to the escapism of dope and UFO nonsense.


He's probably still got the scars to show for it...

[Tom Yum]

great story and all, but your attempt at somehow painting me as a robber for shooting spitwads back in middle school is pretty wack. thanks for your concern though, but maybe you should worry about yourself a bit more.

I didn't paint you as a thief, Hardman. I'm just suprised you got away with being a punk in middle school with the spit wad thing but folks grow up in different environments and learn how to respect in different ways.

[jubaji]

One day, I'll bet he even knocks off the weed.

I'll bet it goes the other way...

[jubaji]

Keep tokin' loser...

[DickHardman]

You sound like a punk, Hardman. No, not as in punk rock - punk as in someone who needed a beat down.

There was a guy in my highschool who was a bully. Not throwing spit wads in the back of people's heads, he would find skinny, rich-looking kids. Harass them, steal their shit and sell it. Kind of a big dude, so not too many students had the balls to stand up to them. And those that did and could, weren't bothered by him.

He stole some valuable stuff from this one nerdy, dork; a non-athletic, middleclass white kid and good classmate of mine. A pager or something. The problem was that the pager that he stole wasn't his; it belonged to his sister's boyfriend. The sister's boyfriend was involved in some extra curricular activities involving colors and hand signs.

The pager gets a ring. Kid calls the pager number number and starts talking smack, thinking he's being funny and tormenting one of the nerd's friends. Sister's bf has the kids number and now knows where the kid lives. They payed him a visit and he was a much more chilled out person that year.

great story and all, but your attempt at somehow painting me as a robber or crminal for shooting spitwads back in middle school is pretty wack. thanks for your concern though.

[Tom Yum]

Absolutely, Mike. I was referencing his post about his behavior during middle school days. He has come along way.

[jubaji]

Dickless may still be waiting for that inevitable life lesson...

[Tom Yum]

not at all. i was sneaky about it. people usually didnt know who it was cause i would immediately pretend like i hadnt even noticed that they had been hit with a spitball. i would then bask in the pure delight of watching them look around the classroom in suspicion and anger at everyone else, not havin a clue who fired it at them lol. another thing i used to do was break the nose cone tips off bic mechanical pencils and tape a rubber band to the pencil so it covered the back part that you would normally press down on to make the lead come out. that way i could pull the back part back against the rubber band, while loading the "barrel" with a spitball or small object and then fire it across the classroom at a target by releasing the back part of the pencil that is normally pressed down on. it was great.

and if you didnt have a pencil or straw, you could always use a ruler and an eraser. just take off little pieces off the eraser and stick them on the end of the ruler. pull it back like a tree branch and let it go, so it can propel the tiny piece of eraser across the room at whoever you were targeting. i remember one day in particular when i was in the back of the classroom. i used my ruler to launch eraser pieces at this one kid who was almost in the very front. i tormented this kid for like over an hour cause every time he would get hit he would turn around and have no clue who was doing it to him LOL.....

You sound like a punk, Hardman. No, not as in punk rock - punk as in someone who needed a beat down.

There was a guy in my highschool who was a bully. Not throwing spit wads in the back of people's heads, he would find skinny, rich-looking kids. Harass them, steal their shit and sell it. Kind of a big dude, so not too many students had the balls to stand up to them. And those that did and could, weren't bothered by him.

He stole some valuable stuff from this one nerdy, dork; a non-athletic, middleclass white kid and good classmate of mine. A pager or something. The problem was that the pager that he stole wasn't his; it belonged to his sister's boyfriend. The sister's boyfriend was involved in some extra curricular activities involving colors and hand signs.

The pager gets a ring. Kid calls the pager number number and starts talking smack, thinking he's being funny and tormenting one of the nerd's friends. Sister's bf has the kids number and now knows where the kid lives. They payed him a visit and he was a much more chilled out person that year.

Here he was, 6'1" and 220-something pushing and threatening 140 lb kids and the next week decided he wants to be cool and friendly with everyone.

[jubaji]

The fact that he is lying about the muscle and the MA should tell you all you need to know about the 'growing up' part.

[Tom Yum]

thats not true either. now im armed with the knowledge of multiple martial arts, in addition to having 25 lbs more muscle than before.

I'm talking about your attitude. You know - growing up?

[DickHardman]

You must have gotten into many fights for spitting on people. In fact, it's a wonder your are still alive. LOL

not at all. i was sneaky about it. people usually didnt know who it was cause i would immediately pretend like i hadnt even noticed that they had been hit with a spitball. i would then bask in the pure delight of watching them look around the classroom in suspicion and anger at everyone else, not havin a clue who fired it at them lol. another thing i used to do was break the nose cone tips off bic mechanical pencils and tape a rubber band to the pencil so it covered the back part that you would normally press down on to make the lead come out. that way i could pull the back part back against the rubber band, while loading the "barrel" with a spitball or small object and then fire it across the classroom at a target by releasing the back part of the pencil that is normally pressed down on. it was great.

and if you didnt have a pencil or straw, you could always use a ruler and an eraser. just take off little pieces off the eraser and stick them on the end of the ruler. pull it back like a tree branch and let it go, so it can propel the tiny piece of eraser across the room at whoever you were targeting. i remember one day in particular when i was in the back of the classroom. i used my ruler to launch eraser pieces at this one kid who was almost in the very front. i tormented this kid for like over an hour cause every time he would get hit he would turn around and have no clue who was doing it to him LOL.....

[Hardball]

thats how it has to be. you have to make it known that there will always be negative consequences for behaving negatively. if not, they will run all over you. i know this because i used to be one of those students who would run all over teachers if they let me do so. i would push it as far as i possibly could. it was only the teachers who made sure i suffered a negative consequence every time that were able to deter me from going crazy in the classroom or get me to turn in work. if you are too nice, and too friendly with them they will run all over you. sadly, 8th graders arent really mature enough to be handled any other way. every time one of them does something wrong, or doesnt turn in work, make them have to call their parents, or take away their recess. do whatever it takes, cause i know for sure when i was in 8th grade the only thing i was concerned about in class was which person i was going to shoot my spitball at next. i used to bring tons of plastic straws to school and use them to fire fat, wet spitballs all over the classroom that would stick to people. this was especially true anytime a movie was being shown in class, cause as soon as the lights went off i could fire off as many spitballs as i wanted without being seen.

You must have gotten into many fights for spitting on people. In fact, it's a wonder your are still alive. LOL

[DickHardman]

Looks like you haven't changed much lol.

thats not true either. now im armed with the knowledge of multiple martial arts, in addition to having 25 lbs more muscle than before.

[Hardball]

We all can benefit from #7 on your list.