In 3rd grade I remember this girls father came into the room and took his belt off and whopped her like af on one of the desks and I was laughing knowing damn well I feel for her as I got whoopings and shyt(just not in public) and me and another guy who laughed had to sit in class all day while everyone else got to go to different classes and learn some shyt it was like each teacher told a story or somethingI remember I had a friend named Eric that was bad as hell in 3rd grade
everyday he would act a goddamn fool, throwing shyt, cussing, etc
one day he's doing his thing and a mean looking woman comes to the door and is looking at that nikka act a fool
without saying a word she comes in and beats this nikkas ass in front of the whole class
at one point she was holding him off his feet by one hand, and wearing him out with the other
It was the most epic ass whoopings I have ever seen
kids these days say they get bullied but that nikka could never live that down
we clowned that nikka all day everyday about it and they ended up moving
My friend got in trouble for passing a note to me that said "suck my dikkI got detention for calling someone a jabroni![]()
Breh fukk that ho to the graveIn 5th grade I asked my boy for his orange slices at lunch, we werent supposed to share or trade food. Mfs thought it was funny and everybody put their orange slices on my tray and laughing loudly for the teachers attention. She sent me to detention.
We got there I said "how's that even make sense that I'm in trouble for people putting their oranges on my tray, I didn't take them from anyone's tray, the ones with no oranges should be in trouble."
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Made me sit my ass down and miss lunch recess. She knew I was right though.
I wrote all the lyrics to Papa Roach- Last Resort in a notebook and had to see a psychologist for monthsI didn’t get in a lot of trouble for this but this was the was ridiculous reason. This was either 3rd or 4th grade in free time portion maybe even just art idk but I just wrote on a blank sheet with two different colors of blue that read help and the other side was orange and red that read hell. Idk what compelled me to write this I liked the color scheme together and those words fit those colors the best. Teacher made me have a whole intervention over that they thought I was suicidal or something
Damn, you had a real life:It was a special art day in the 4th grade, we were learning how to draw realistic faces. They brought in some liberal white woman ass art teacher and she was teaching us how to draw a woman’s face.
I’m laughing enjoying myself drawing and the white liberal bytch walks up like “WHAT ABOUT WOMEN IS FUNNY TO YOU”
I’m like bytch wtf
And then the white female teacher gets involved like “WE WILL NOT TOLERATE ANY RUDENESS IN THIS CLASS”
I’m like you fonky white bytch “IM 8 WTF ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT YOU A GROWN ASS WOMAN”
And the white liberal art bytch starts going tf off like “I DONT KNOW WHAT YOUR PROBLEM IS THAT IS THE PROBLEM WITH MEN TODAY THEY ARE SEXIST PIGS”
Whole class looking at her likewhite ass teacher was on her side tho
Anyways they sent my ass to the guidance counselors office, some stick in the ass Mexican ex marine. I told his ass what happened and they held me until recess.