well, this one was wayyyyy back. we were ten years old, sick little bastards, we ruled the playground with an Iron fist, but then...well... a new girl came to our little school. I still remeber her little pigtails. anyway, the teachers wanted me to show her around our school. I lead her to the playground, and threw a big mud bomb at the back of her head. she didn't come to school for 2 days, and when she did it, she gave me the meanest stare. I felt awful, so when she stopped staring at me, I gave her a piece of my kit kat bar. we were best freinds ever since.
What is the Meanest thing you have ever done?
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Thats fucking hilarious. ***** sounds like she deserved it.avykins said:
As for me, i'm not that mean, but i did bully one girl at school for about 3 years running.
Or there was the time i put a laxative in somebodys school lunch so they shit themselves in front of 500 people.
I used to be friends with a, well, unpopular guy. He was unpopular for a reason, he had zero social skills, he was kind of a braggat, and frequently made VERY bad-taste jokes - he wasn't racist but oh boy did he give that impression. Anyway, I was friends with him because I was the only friend he could get, and I felt sorry for him. He honestly wasn't a bad person, but he just had a complete lack of social skills.
However, he kept hanging around me ALL THE TIME. And he kept making his jokes. I was trying to impress a girl, and it was very difficult to do so with him hanging around me. One day, I erupted and screamed "get the hell away from me you miserable f****** freak". I never spoke to him again, and I always glared at him. He tried to still be my friend, but I was too concerned with "impressing" that girl that I never spoke to him again.
It worked - I impressed the girl. At the expense of someone else.
However, he kept hanging around me ALL THE TIME. And he kept making his jokes. I was trying to impress a girl, and it was very difficult to do so with him hanging around me. One day, I erupted and screamed "get the hell away from me you miserable f****** freak". I never spoke to him again, and I always glared at him. He tried to still be my friend, but I was too concerned with "impressing" that girl that I never spoke to him again.
It worked - I impressed the girl. At the expense of someone else.
I was a bully in year six of primary school... I picked on the fat kid and the dorky kid. But the one I felt really bad about was picking on the new kid just because she was smarter than me and a Christian. -_-
I felt guilty about it, I have a soul. Also I apologised and she became one of my best friends.
(I was an idiot back then)
I felt guilty about it, I have a soul. Also I apologised and she became one of my best friends.
(I was an idiot back then)
When I was a lot younger and still living at home with my folks, my parents wanted me to pay board and start to take care of my own laundry etc. I, of course, rejected this notion entirely and demanded I be waited upon until I was ready for it to stop.
One night my mother and I had an arguement over it, I can't remember it all, but I can remember it ending with my mum saying "Its okay Jase, I'll always love you" to which my only response was, and in the coldest and most detached manner I could muster (and I'm very good at being cold and detached) "I can't say the same about you" before turning my back on her and going back to my book.
I've probably done meaner things, but I think this was far worse as it was to my own mother, who'd never done anything wrong by me. I was a prick of a kid... no one else would ever believe it as I was percieved to be a perfect young man by anyone and everyone, but I was horrible. Thankfully a lot has changed over the past 15 years.
One night my mother and I had an arguement over it, I can't remember it all, but I can remember it ending with my mum saying "Its okay Jase, I'll always love you" to which my only response was, and in the coldest and most detached manner I could muster (and I'm very good at being cold and detached) "I can't say the same about you" before turning my back on her and going back to my book.
I've probably done meaner things, but I think this was far worse as it was to my own mother, who'd never done anything wrong by me. I was a prick of a kid... no one else would ever believe it as I was percieved to be a perfect young man by anyone and everyone, but I was horrible. Thankfully a lot has changed over the past 15 years.
Its so hard to choose, so many lovely memories of manipulation, there was the time I got with this girl who had been a ***** to me in the past, I publicly broke up with her a week later and distributed certain "personal" photos of her around as well, she got labelled a complete slut and I felt quite happy for weeks.
Or one of my more recent victories where I managed to make this guy out as a complete pervert after I'd convinced him that quite a few girls were secretly in to him, when he made his move it ended up badly for him, especially as one of them was the GF of one of his mates. Apparently he snapped a few days ago and had some kind of breakdown, and now he's just vanished from both school and around town. This was all done so I'd have no competition over a certain girl. Reading that back I sound like an evil person but oh well, I feel good about myself and that's all that matters.
Or one of my more recent victories where I managed to make this guy out as a complete pervert after I'd convinced him that quite a few girls were secretly in to him, when he made his move it ended up badly for him, especially as one of them was the GF of one of his mates. Apparently he snapped a few days ago and had some kind of breakdown, and now he's just vanished from both school and around town. This was all done so I'd have no competition over a certain girl. Reading that back I sound like an evil person but oh well, I feel good about myself and that's all that matters.
Ha most of these things are pretty tame (not that thats a bad thing) and most of the worst once have some kinda of vague revenge thing going on. Personally Im the biggest liar and thief your'll ever meet. If one of my friends (especially my housemates) has something I want, I'll take it. Money, booze, drugs, cigarettes. Also do it in a crafty way so as not to make it too obvious, like if one of them comes home pissed there just gonna think they lost whatevers missing as opposed to me nabbing it. Also used to withdraw money from my exs bank cause I knew her pin and she was loaded as fuck and never kept track of her cash. I think I may be wired wrongly in some way because Im really close to the people I wrong but I feel no emotion what so ever. Worse thing I did I guess was meet up with this girl my girlfriend hated several times. The girl had just got out of hospital due to anorexia and ocd and I guess shes a little unstable, so when my gf confronted me about it I said the other girl was crazy and making it up. I offer no excuses, Im a pretty huge arsehole when I can get away with it. I know right from wrong it just doesnt seem to bother me. Man, Im glad there isnt any kind of afterlife cause I'd be screwed.
Its not the worst thing but for some reason its the one I feel most bad about. I was at a pub with some friends. While walking to the loo I saw a girl looking at me. I had to get passed her to go to the loo so I politely said "excuse me" and had a slash.
Throughout the rest of the evening she kept looking at me. When we were outside waiting for a taxi she came outside and awkwardly stood next to me and said "take your hair out of your face so I can see what you look like" and I looked at her blankly and carried on talking to my friends like she wasn't even there =/ She was really pretty as well so I have no idea why I reacted like that and feel very guilty.
Throughout the rest of the evening she kept looking at me. When we were outside waiting for a taxi she came outside and awkwardly stood next to me and said "take your hair out of your face so I can see what you look like" and I looked at her blankly and carried on talking to my friends like she wasn't even there =/ She was really pretty as well so I have no idea why I reacted like that and feel very guilty.
One time, when I was four years old, my baby brother had just been brought home from the hospital, after being born, and was hanging in his 'baby bouncer' (one of the elasticated swing/seat things that hangs from a doorframe). I then proceeded to, for no adequate reason, unstrap him, then pull it back and fire him out of it like a slingshot, ctatpulting him across the room.
Another time, about three(ish) years later I told the same brother to run across the room as fast as he could, and proceeded to stick my leg out and trip him over...
I was a rather cruel brother...
Another time, about three(ish) years later I told the same brother to run across the room as fast as he could, and proceeded to stick my leg out and trip him over...
I was a rather cruel brother...
