09-12-2013, 06:31 PM
So here's a story for you lot.
Today me and my battle hardened party of adventurers were playing Munchkin at lunch as we normally do, when suddenly an obnoxious middle school female from another table yells "Hey why are you guys playing with cards? Those are for babies!" and she starts laughing at her own masterpiece of a joke like she's George fucking Carlin. Now on any other day I'd ignore this stuff completely, but today I was feeling extra zesty. Remembering that the school was pushing this absurdly cliche anti-bullying regime with such wonderfully inspiring posters such as "Words can't be taken back" (complete with various shades of glitter), I just start bawling my fucking eyes out, bursting into the greatest shower fake tears I could muster right there on the spot. After channeling my inner-Shakespearean actor and yelling "STOP BULLYING ME! YOU'RE MAKING ME FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE AND INADEQUATE!", a teacher's aide pops up out of the blue and berates that future-human being for two minutes while I keep up the charade. I'm a 6'4" High school senior by the way, and after hearing that middle schooler being forced to apologize to me and be dragged away to the office by a staff member, the table erupted in a triumphant laugh-fest and I went back to drawing three Wandering Monster cards in a row.
Good day.
Today me and my battle hardened party of adventurers were playing Munchkin at lunch as we normally do, when suddenly an obnoxious middle school female from another table yells "Hey why are you guys playing with cards? Those are for babies!" and she starts laughing at her own masterpiece of a joke like she's George fucking Carlin. Now on any other day I'd ignore this stuff completely, but today I was feeling extra zesty. Remembering that the school was pushing this absurdly cliche anti-bullying regime with such wonderfully inspiring posters such as "Words can't be taken back" (complete with various shades of glitter), I just start bawling my fucking eyes out, bursting into the greatest shower fake tears I could muster right there on the spot. After channeling my inner-Shakespearean actor and yelling "STOP BULLYING ME! YOU'RE MAKING ME FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE AND INADEQUATE!", a teacher's aide pops up out of the blue and berates that future-human being for two minutes while I keep up the charade. I'm a 6'4" High school senior by the way, and after hearing that middle schooler being forced to apologize to me and be dragged away to the office by a staff member, the table erupted in a triumphant laugh-fest and I went back to drawing three Wandering Monster cards in a row.
Good day.