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Post by vanhagar3000 on Apr 3, 2004 19:00:54 GMT -5
Van Hagar, you spelled 'phallus' wrong. Well, I said it right... I hope
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Post by nightfalcawk on Apr 3, 2004 19:41:11 GMT -5
I could never do that, mostly because the jerks would do something blatantly homoerotic to me and laugh at me for it. The worst one was in gym when they grabbed me and gave me a lapdance to humiliate me. "Yay! You just proved you're gay! Come out of the closet. You're only hurting yourself." Of course I could only think that. You know, the make a joke thing.
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Post by Buddhist Kitten on Apr 4, 2004 14:02:02 GMT -5
I could never do that, mostly because the jerks would do something blatantly homoerotic to me and laugh at me for it. The worst one was in gym when they grabbed me and gave me a lapdance to humiliate me. "Yay! You just proved you're gay! Come out of the closet. You're only hurting yourself." Of course I could only think that. You know, the make a joke thing. Tell them they are homophobes. Tell them that for being so prejudice of a sexuality, that they should rot in hell. And then tell them they are Don Juans. They might say "Hey! That's good!" but Don Juan only slept with women so he could hide his homoerotic feelings. Or do something like that.
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Post by nightfalcawk on Apr 4, 2004 16:16:39 GMT -5
Tell them they are homophobes. Tell them that for being so prejudice of a sexuality, that they should rot in hell. And then tell them they are Don Juans. They might say "Hey! That's good!" but Don Juan only slept with women so he could hide his homoerotic feelings. Or do something like that. I'm not gay though.
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Post by radagast on Apr 5, 2004 0:11:23 GMT -5
i became notorious in high school as being that guy who would do tai-chi in the middle of the lunch room. (or waht I thought tai-chi was, hehheh) many times people would throw stuff at me. but I didn't really care. I never got in trouble, though one time this guy started to give me a hard time. I just began to insult him line after line. (he was a rich kid, and was infatuated with himself) He would rag on me that I was a virgin, that I probably liked men, and that I was a weirdo. I simply told him he had no idea what he was saying and that his brain was the size of a peanut. I finally got to him when I said all the sluts he slept with were meaningless to him, and that he was really a sad and lonely person. right after that, I saw he was about to attack me. I quickly stepped aside as he swung at me. He started to fight me, but I kept my distance. He continued to taunt me. I was a bit scared here, so I grabbed the nearest lunch tray and used it as a shield type thing. The only time I hit him was when he tried to grab me, and I held the tray close to his head and I just lightly jabbed the tray into his head. The whole occurance was about 5 minutes or so, then a teacher stepped in. I didn't get suspended, but I did have to go to some detention thing, and I promised to never do Tai-Chi again in the lunch room the kid got suspended. I never really got any crap from him afterwards, though, which was surprising. the last day of senior year, I did Tai-Chi right in the middle of the main aisle.
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Post by Buddhist Kitten on Apr 5, 2004 14:48:03 GMT -5
BUT THEY THINK BEING GAY IS A MAJOR INSULT!! (Which it could be, I admit.)
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Post by Buddhist Kitten on Apr 5, 2004 14:49:12 GMT -5
i became notorious in high school as being that guy who would do tai-chi in the middle of the lunch room. (or waht I thought tai-chi was, hehheh) many times people would throw stuff at me. but I didn't really care. I never got in trouble, though one time this guy started to give me a hard time. I just began to insult him line after line. (he was a rich kid, and was infatuated with himself) He would rag on me that I was a virgin, that I probably liked men, and that I was a weirdo. I simply told him he had no idea what he was saying and that his brain was the size of a peanut. I finally got to him when I said all the sluts he slept with were meaningless to him, and that he was really a sad and lonely person. right after that, I saw he was about to attack me. I quickly stepped aside as he swung at me. He started to fight me, but I kept my distance. He continued to taunt me. I was a bit scared here, so I grabbed the nearest lunch tray and used it as a shield type thing. The only time I hit him was when he tried to grab me, and I held the tray close to his head and I just lightly jabbed the tray into his head. The whole occurance was about 5 minutes or so, then a teacher stepped in. I didn't get suspended, but I did have to go to some detention thing, and I promised to never do Tai-Chi again in the lunch room the kid got suspended. I never really got any crap from him afterwards, though, which was surprising. the last day of senior year, I did Tai-Chi right in the middle of the main aisle. Interesting, but what the heck is Tai-chi?
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Post by vanhagar3000 on Apr 5, 2004 15:27:01 GMT -5
Funny note, again, someone asked me about the Florida incident. It's still talked about 1 and a half years later. That and my fight with some @$$h01e are probably the most memorable moments of the school laste year.
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Post by radagast on Apr 8, 2004 13:42:20 GMT -5
yeah, like I said, I don't know how to do Tai-Chi properly, but I was doing my own versions of it. I probably shouldn't have done it, in hindsight. I was probably offending people who really know how to do Tai-chi.
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Post by marytrobot on Apr 8, 2004 15:09:56 GMT -5
I forgive you
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