Lol this thread.
Anyway, back in my senior year of high school (3 years ago), a kid named Chad Enck pissed me off on the wrong day
The story starts with my then physics teacher, Mr. Lind. My best friend who was in his homeroom class, told me there was a note on his desk woth my name on it, and under my name said "belligerent liar". In a rage, I walked to his classroom, putting him on blast for that shit. He said it was because of multiple times me being in his classroom lying to his face. About texting, chewing gum (gum in grade school - high school is the equivalent to cocaine) cheating on homework, etc. When I got back to my first period class my friend asked how it went. As I was telling him, Chad butts in and asked what we were talking about. I never liked this kid and told him so on more than one occasion. So that day I just told him to fuck off.
This is where he started to fuck up big time. At the time, I was a pretty big boy (probably weighed around 240 at the time at 5' 11") . He started to call me a fat fuck, chode, fatass, etc. I told him he better shut the fuck up before I kick his ass and he just laighed. My teacher told me no one is hitting anyone. Chad then said "don't worry Mr. Dubosq, I don't hit chodes.
I don't know if anyone ever told this kid to not fuck with a redhead with a temper, but I'm gonna bet that he never heard that. When he said that. I got up and threw my desk across the room, pulled him up out of his desk by the collar and said "call me a chode one more time and you're gonna wake up in the ER" He shut up REALLY quick.
But the kid didn't learn his lesson there. This happened on a Friday. I was hanging out with the same friend who told me about the note the following day. He sat at chads table during lunch, where he overheard him saying to his friends that HE got in MY face and I backed down. This didn't sit well with me one bit. I was instantly infuriated by hearing this.
The following Monday after homeroom was over, I walked to my first period classroom with my friend and waited outside the room until I saw chad. The minute I saw him, I walked up to him without saying a word and shoved him as hard as I possibly could. He slid a good 15 feet back on the floor and banged his head on the wall. He got up and pushed me back saying "what the fuck is your problem?" I pinned him up against the wall and said "you have a lot of nerve talking shit on me after I shut you the fuck up". He tried playing it off like he didn't know what I was talking about. I said to my friend, Matt "can you reiterate what this kid said during lunch on friday?" Matt said exactly what he told me. Then he tried leaving so I pushed him again saying "now what are you gonna say to that?"
This is where he proceeded to start swinging at me. Not even throwing punches. The dude was hitting me in the face with his binder. A BINDER. The last time he tried hitting me with it, I hit it out of his hand I jabbed him right in the kisser. He instantly fell to the ground with a puddle of blood.
I was taken down to the office, cops came. And I got charged with harassment ($500 fine) and had to pay for his medical bill ($175 for 5 stitches on the kids lip, I sent two of his teeth through his lip) and a week of OSS.
Then the cop and principle asked me if it was worth it in the end. I said "if my name never comes out of his mouth again, it was worth every dollar".
(Aside from being potential sociopaths and callous perpetrators of serious emotional and physical trauma...) 
I'm only 2% body fat too. I work out quite a fair bit.
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