When I was 9,. there was a kid on the bus hat always sat behind me, and he would hit me in the head and make fun of me every single day. This went on for 3 months straight, without a stop, regardless of what I said or did. Finally he did it, I grabbed his head, and smashed it into the side window of the bus, breaking the first plate and cracking the second. They had to rush the kid to the hospital, and I wasnt able to ride on the bus again until after christmas.
Moral of this story? I am an EXTREMELY patient man, but do not **** with me. :thumbs: