|
I just can't stand seeing little kids getting an ass whooping for just being themselves. I was usually the smaller kid in school, but I had a mouth on me, so most of them left me alone. I got picked on just like every 7th graders by the older 9th graders boys, but it wasn't too bad. I figured I just have to run a little faster then the kid next to me when chased by a bear, that was what really saved me in the 7th grade. Let em' go to work on the next guy.
|