...all day at school yesterday he kept pulling Becky's pig tails and spitting spit wads at me. I looked back at Bags Of Shit and noticed his odd posture in his desk. He had his knees pulled up in the desk and his hands undrenaeth his legs at the fold of where his knees are, like doing a cannon ball. Not a good defensive posture...SO I waited for the teacher to leave the room and I made my move. I bootay bumped the desk and it went flying across the room and crashed into the wall. Since he was still stuck, I felt badly for him and was going to help him up when he called me big boned. That pissed me off, I'm not big boned, I'm fat as hell. SO I promptly squatted over his helpless body and gave him a stinky face complete with a bacon, bell pepper and onion omlette wet fart. He was delierious from the smell. SO I went back to my seat just as the teacher was walking in and she saw BOS on the floor in his desk muttering jibberish. She gathered him up and has scheduled a psyche exam. Hopefully to include shock treatments.