Here's a true story for you all:
This guy in lunch room was ROYALLY pissing me off (calling my mom a whore, calling me a tranny, etc.), and I just sat there and took it.
After lunch, I followed him down the hallway, jumped on his back (he was a pretty tall fucker, and I'm a bit short), and proceeded to beat the crap out of his head.
When taken to the principal, I burst into tears (don't judge me), and explained that the relentless torment caused me to lose it. HE got 3 days suspension. Crying works.
This guy in lunch room was ROYALLY pissing me off (calling my mom a whore, calling me a tranny, etc.), and I just sat there and took it.
After lunch, I followed him down the hallway, jumped on his back (he was a pretty tall fucker, and I'm a bit short), and proceeded to beat the crap out of his head.
When taken to the principal, I burst into tears (don't judge me), and explained that the relentless torment caused me to lose it. HE got 3 days suspension. Crying works.