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FifthColumn said:
Hmm.. I wonder how you even got started to being friends with him. When he said he liked you more than any girl, maybe that didm't mean he was gay for you. Maybe he just has never had a meaningful relationship with a girl, and has never related to one successfully. Maybe thats all he meant? What is he doing now? Any chance at college/ successful life for him?
I have met autists who kind of remind me like him, high functioning people, who still seem so incapable of relating or functioning in the world around them. Is it primarily caused by just bad/incompetant parenting to any degree?
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Yeah, I think I agree with you on the whole him not being gay for me, since this guy did not understand romance, nor did he like it in the slightest. While Gilbert's parents were definitely overprotective, they were by no means Barb and Bob, so I'm not sure about the last part of your question.
 
On the recent topic of worst teachers ever, i'll go with last year's english teacher. I'll just call her Ms. Periodstain.

Ms. Periodstain was relatively new to teaching middle schoolers. She moved out of Malaysia and used to be a teacher at some university in Orlando, FL. And she wasn't too bad at first. She was new at teaching when our old English (and way better!) teacher moved to NC State. She was harmless, until she started to get really fucking annoying. She dragged on and fucking on about "Annotating" and how it makes you become "a better reader" which is bullshit. I annotated for her and i'm still not any fucking better at reading.

She'd give us these big ass packets on "courage" and stuff like that about like wars in Pakistan and asked us the annotate them. WE'RE IN THE 7TH GRADE, NOT JUNIORS IN HIGH SCHOOL. I did it anyways, and she gave us these stupid fucking news articles about shit no one gives a crap about, like one was about some like anti-bullying club in some place in Illinois. Ahem, lady. ILLINOIS IS LIKE FUCKING 5 STATES FROM US. We live in North Carolina. She had this whole rule that you had to "Annotate AS you read it" or you'd get marked off points.

After that, she treated us like 2 year olds. She tried to give me detention for listening to punk rock and metal in class when she said "you can go on music websites when you are writing your poems" she said the music i listen too "Forces bad behavior" and "is satanic" Her logic is like if i listen to All The Small Things by Blink-182, i'll go bring a gun into a school and kill a bunch of children. COME ON. Also, she was angry at my poem about teen suicide prevention because it was "Too dark" No shit sherlock.

Anyways, another stupid thing that happened was there was a quiet day in class and i asked a student to hand another peice of paper and she gave me lunch detention, but our counselor bailed me out of it. Kudos to you. Anyways, me and my friends were so pissed at her that we wanted to do something, which my friend ate Sour Patch Kids in her class to annoy her. It was p funny.

She wasn't even very nice. She interrupted what students said to her by saying answer, which usually isn't even related to what i was about to say. But hands down the stupidest thing she did:

I was hanging with my friends and we were telling bad jokes. I decided to say "How many mexicans does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Just juan." and she thought it was racist and nearly tried to get me expelled because of it. She was like "We've got a racist on our hands!" and was freaking out. Okay, i know racism is awful, but COME ON.

She was also fucking obsessed with some shitty Coldplay- ripoff band from South Carolina called "needtobreathe" or something like that and fucking defended them with her life. She played them for us once, and when i didn't say i liked them, she yelled at me. Come on.

Anyways, there ya go. What about you guys? All i can say too the rising 7th graders at my middle; Good luck. You'll need it.
 
RedPassion, a nutzo from dA who ships her self insert OC with King Louis XVI of France, Severus Snape, and Bilbo Baggins. She also HAAAAATES Marie Antoinette and Lily Evans for being bitches. I'm a little disappointed she doesn't have an ED page of her own yet.
 
A-Stump said:
I have a bit of a lolcow story from my school days

His name was Michael, and he was the school's punching bag. For one reason or another, his entire existence seemed to be built upon things to be teased for. He was a scrawny kid with tan skin and huge glasses and would always wear Disney related sweaters, big dowdy ones you would expect out of like a poor spinster aunt. His favorite a Winnie the Pooh one, he wore this sweatshirt for years and probably still does.

Now, fact and fiction surrounded this kid like you wouldn't believe. Popular opinion was that he wore pull-ups (fact) because whenever you'd walk into the bathroom there'd be Michael with his pants and diaper at his ankles. This caused a veritable shitstorm in the school.

Anyways, Michael seemed to be oblivious to any social repercussions that could come his way. He didn't care about being teased, no, he actually sort of loved it. Any attempts to make a crack at him, he'd usually do something so fucking bizarre as to render anything said moot. An example;

At lunch we all ate at these long family style plank tables. Not Michael. He had his own teacher approved corner where he could sit chewing on pencil erasers instead of actually eating lunch. This kid named Seymour goes up to him and starts riffing on the whole diaper thing. From across lunchroom was a yell, not stern but more matter of fact; 'IT FEELS GOOD ON MY PENIS!'.

We all shat brix because we had just learned that he wasn't actually incontinent but it was a fetishism even though we didn't know the word for it. Michael gets thrown out for two weeks and for a few years after that, was under almost constant supervision.

Michael came back with a vengeance in high school. Good behaviour found him newfound freedom, it had seemed, and he was once again the target of endless, pointless bullying. Now since it was high school, every insult had to be with him being gay. There was a guy very alike Tyce Andrews for anyone following the Jace events, he'd call everything gay and he himself was in fact pretty gay. Anywho, this guy who will be referred to as James, just fucked with Michael every day. Gay this, gay that, look at this fag's sweatshirt. Anyways James was sitting at his cliques table in lunch and Michael comes up slick as catshit and swipes this guy's CD player and hides it over the fold of his sweatshirt. Buried it deep. James, bereft of his Walkman and his precious Emimen jams, immediately corners Michael. He has him against the wall, is rooting through his sweatshirt, and then you hear him yell 'WHAT THE FUCK DUDE'. You see, as I hear it, Michael had actually been using his sweatshirts to hide the fact that he constantly went around with his penis tucked above his waistband of the sweatpants he always wore like a lucky charm.

That was the day Michael the eraser munching weirdo pulled one over on someone.
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Lol. I can relate; There was a kid in my kindergarden class who still wore diapers.

Believe it or not, i used to be my old school's punching bag and it wasn't fun. It's really hard. I was the butt of a lot of jokes. There was actually a rumor that i wore diapers at the start of 6th grade; just because i watched MLP. It got better though. I'm at a better school now.

I'm currently thinking of lolcows i've met, despite i used to be one........
 
Here's a personal lolcow of mine who isn't a teacher. He was a student who I went to school who my friends and I refer to as "Mantitty"(He's not actually fat for the record, it was just an insult that a friend came up with a while back that was a take off his last name and it just kind of stuck). He used to always hover over me and my friends at lunch and recess in middle school, acting like we were all his friends. Truth is, none of us liked him, mainly because he often tossed insults at all of us(mostly me). He would always toss the "gay" card at me because I wasn't interested in going to some mediocre school dance or trying to get a girlfriend when I wasn't even old enough to get my learner's permit. Sometimes he would also shove me around in gym class just to be an even bigger dick. Then came the straw that broke the camel's back when he threatened to beat me up because I wouldn't give him my Chips Ahoy! At that point, I was tired of putting up with his antics, and I also dreaded the possibility of being beaten up by him, so I went to the principal and told her about this kid, then at some point later I was called out by the principal to meet her for an intervention with Mantitty, where he apologized, and reluctantly I accepted.

So then a few days later, he tells me that he's turned a new leaf, and he wants to be friends with me. He sounded sincere enough at the time, so I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, but remained wary. That didn't even last for one day, Hell, one period! So then at Recess, one of my friends tells me that he saw Mantitty talking with a group of kids and were making fun of me behind my back. I questioned him about this, he confessed, and that was enough to tell me that I shouldn't trust him. After that, he just kind of faded away for the most part.

Then I made some new friends during my sophomore year of high school, and we used to do Movie Nights every Friday night where we would all get together, order some pizzas, make some popcorn, and of course watch movies. So One night we are at a friends house and Manitty shows up uninvited. Turns out he was friends with our host, who knew nothing of his antics. He stopped our movie, then monopolized the TV with some friend he brought over that none of us had ever met to play Call of Duty, saying "The winner gets to kiss Anonimo on the lips!" And went raiding around through the fridge looking for beer belonging to our host's older brother. The host wasn't doing anything about it, and I left early because I wasn't going to spend the night being insulted by Mantitty. I later got my friend to lay down the law with Mantitty, and he never barged in again.

Interestingly, while I was meeting up with my friends for a 4th of July block party that my town holds every year, I saw him in a dunk man booth, and there was something satisfying about seeing him being dunked. The only thing keeping me and my buddies from having a go was the fact that the line for the game was long and we were looking to go grab a bite at the booths down the street.

Edit: One thing that I forgot to mention about the bit where he was talking about me with those other kids and making fun of me behind my back: He was trying to get in with that crowd of kids and making fun of me was their sort of initiation ritual. He was trying to "befriend" me so he could do the exact same thing he was doing before
 
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Irony much? I got one. I have Aspergers and i've met tons of mentally disabled/autistic kids. They're not too bad when you get down to it; they usually have a bold interest like i remember one kid i met in the 4th grade was in 3rd and obsessed with Sesame Street. Yeah.... Anyways, most of them were forgetable until i met.... this kid. I'll call him Carl (even though that's not his real name) and he looked like when Josh Peck was fatter, except pudgier and had curly hair. When i was in elementary, i never made eye contact with him, but at least once a week, when we went back in the building to go from recess to our 3rd grade classroom, we saw him frickin' screaming his head off and bawling.

I remember one memory from the 3rd grade where i went to a local pizza place and i saw him in the table in the corner; you see, the actual eating section of the restaurant was about as big as two classrooms together. He was at a table in the corner with his parents and as far as i could see, his parents were like, helping him eat. It was weird and honestly, i'm still intrigued by the memory today.

When he left the school after 4th grade, i lost interest and even kind of forgot about him. Until a year ago.

You see i was bullied at my old school as i mentioned earlier and it got to the point where i had to switch middle schools. One of the teachers who sometimes watches over me invited me to a social club and i said ok fine, and i joined until i saw something that made my jaw drop nearly to China.

It was Carl.

He seemed to gotten pudgier. He was annoying too. Yelling "RYAN I KNOW YOU" and i actually left because of not just him, but another kid who pissed me off. It was p funny, but i saw him every day when i started taking Academic Stratagies. I had it 6th period and the 8th graders have electives 5th period and he was in that class, so i saw him today. He got kind of hunchedback, he walks like a old man at times. Almost every week however, he would act all pouty and be yelling. A few months ago, i sneeked a peek at his binder when he wasn't looking that was in the room.

The cover was a picture of Spongebob's pineapple, Spongebob and Patrick drawn atrociously along with it, and Woody and Buzz from Toy Story, along with the single thing that made my jaw drop; a picture of Thomas The Tank Engine. This kid was like 14. I coulden't fucking believe it. Along with it were some Minions from Despicable Me, along with a shit ton of Angry Birds. His other binder had the same atrociously drawn Spongebob, Patrick, Woody and Buzz, along with Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, and Applejack, which looked more like dildos instead of ponies.

I was overviewing him once and i saw him when i was in the library for lunch, looking at the Littlest Pet Shop Wiki. I coulden't believe it. He's also friends with this other girl, who i honestly think hates him, because she does treat him like a friend, but he fucking follows her everywhere. Apparently she has a boyfriend.... Wow, i coulden't believe it. His tantrums are like fucking earthquakes. One time, he got pissed because "he was scared to present" (You've been watching too many cartoons there, friend. How many times has that happened) And i back it up with him saying "If i mess up, everyone will start laughing at me!"

Then he kept yelling like he was getting fucking mauled. It was crazy. He also was obsessed with Star Wars. One time, i overheard the teachers talking about him, saying stuff like "If he keeps playin' with toys in the 9th grade, ooooh he gon get beat up!" It was really suprising.... I kind of feel sorry for him, despite the fact he was kind of annoying.

Now that i think of it, people, i think we might have a future CWC on our hands.
 
Ryanshy47 said:
There's a girl at my school. She's basically the real-life equivelant of Meg Griffin. She's fat, ugly, and annoying. She's basically the butt of all of our jokes. I know how mean it is, and everyone'd be fine with her being fat and ugly if she wasn't so damn annoying. All she does in art class last year is draw shitty pictures and in my Study Hall class, all she did was go on damn news sites and look at dresses for some strange reason. She was obsessed with celeberties and she literally nearly cried when i said i loathed country music (Which is true, can't stand that shit!) and she has a crush on nearly every boy in the school. Including me. She kept following me around like a exceptional individual last year and when i finally flipped the switch and told her to (politely) go away, she acted like i killed her mother. She likes boys so fucking much that it's a running joke that people tell their friends that she has a crush on them even if she dosen't really. I would feel sorry for her, if she wasn't so damn annoying. She also treated me like her little brother, which really pissed me off.
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If you don't like Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, Hank Williams, Sr or Flatt & Scruggs you are a fucked up young man.

 
Okk... Ive got one finally..
Lets call him Tywin. Tywin was a british student who went to my college, where I took a political science class with him. American constitutional history to be exact.
We would study a lot of pivotal supreme court cases in American History :Brown v. Board of Education, Roe v. Wade, Plessy v. Ferguson etc. Anyway, he always asked rambling, self indulgent questions in class and would frequently pepper his questions ( often in story form) with swear words. At the professor. Example: He'd say things like "well that person would be a silly little bastard wouldn't he?" or " As long as one isnt forced to anything.. WHY would they FUcking care?"

He also was a devout Catholic, tea partier, and Americna patriot, sort of uncommon things for British people to be. I consider myself friends with him, but I recognize his lolcow tendencies. He also was a bit racist, and had some pretty unreasonable, crazy opinions. For example, he told me that he hated Germany and would never visit there, all because of what the Germans did in World War II during the Bombing of Britain. I get that the Germans caused suffering in Britain ( and almost conquered it too!) but I think it is dumb to blame an entire race/nation for things some of them did years ago. That would be like an Irishman refusing to go to England because the potato famine and historic English repression. Even worse he said that Germany was where Communism, Nazism and Protestantism came from ( Marx, Hitler, and Luther) and said in all seriousness that was why Germany was a bad country. I cant believe he conflated Protestantism with those totalitarian ideologies!
Lets see.... He despises the royal family and seemed glad that Princess Diana died..... He said that homosexuality is a mental disorder, and saying one is born gay and can't help it, is like saying one is born a pedophile and cant help it :(.
He wasn't an out an out racsist, but he was inappropriately dismissive of the whole civil rights movement, and the historic second class place of African Americans. He said "he doesn't fucking care about white privilege, and blacks have been pampered by the US government for 150 years." Such ignorance. It is only since 50 years that the government even tried to secure their most basic rights.

Yeah, anyway.. thats Tywin!
 
Ryanshy47 said:
After that, she treated us like 2 year olds. She tried to give me detention for listening to punk rock and \M/ETAL in class when she said "you can go on music websites when you are writing your poems" she said the music i listen too "Forces bad behavior" and "is satanic" Her logic is like if i listen to All The Small Things by Blink-182, i'll go bring a gun into a school and kill a bunch of children. COME ON. Also, she was angry at my poem about teen suicide prevention because it was "Too dark" No shit sherlock.
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Lol that reminds me of a music teacher I had in Junior High. She's in her office hiding and doing nothing as usual, we're fucking around in the main rehearsal area.
Her MO was "Wait until the competition, rehearse twice when we get there, cry at us about us losing."
So I'm playing with the stereo, put on the local Classic Rock station, Stairway to Heaven comes on. She runs out of her office in terror, panicked that WE HAVE TO TURN OFF THE STEREO NOW. Because Stairway to Heaven has subliminal messages to make you kill yourself.
 
dcisp said:
Lol that reminds me of a music teacher I had in Junior High. She's in her office hiding and doing nothing as usual, we're fucking around in the main rehearsal area.
Her MO was "Wait until the competition, rehearse twice when we get there, cry at us about us losing."
So I'm playing with the stereo, put on the local Classic Rock station, Stairway to Heaven comes on. She runs out of her office in terror, panicked that WE HAVE TO TURN OFF THE STEREO NOW. Because Stairway to Heaven has subliminal messages to make you kill yourself.
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Lol XD. Yeah. Believe it or not, there was only one person ON THE WHOLE TEAM who liked her. Everyone else hated her lol

Ryanshy47 said:
There's a girl at my school. She's basically the real-life equivelant of Meg Griffin. She's fat, ugly, and annoying. She's basically the butt of all of our jokes. I know how mean it is, and everyone'd be fine with her being fat and ugly if she wasn't so damn annoying. All she does in art class last year is draw shitty pictures and in my Study Hall class, all she did was go on damn news sites and look at dresses for some strange reason. She was obsessed with celeberties and she literally nearly cried when i said i loathed country music (Which is true, can't stand that shit!) and she has a crush on nearly every boy in the school. Including me. She kept following me around like a exceptional individual last year and when i finally flipped the switch and told her to (politely) go away, she acted like i killed her mother. She likes boys so fucking much that it's a running joke that people tell their friends that she has a crush on them even if she dosen't really. I would feel sorry for her, if she wasn't so damn annoying. She also treated me like her little brother, which really pissed me off.
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She also had a crush on one of my friends, and SHE TOLD ME that she did, and she was being a big bitch to me at the time treating me like a 5 year old, so i got revenge on her and told my friend. It was hilarious.
 
Ryanshy47 said:
She also had a crush on one of my friends, and SHE TOLD ME that she did, and she was being a big bitch to me at the time treating me like a 5 year old, so i got revenge on her and told my friend. It was hilarious.
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The more you post the more I'm convinced that you're the lolcow.
 
Okay, It's been a while since I've posted, but I've got one for you all.....
So, back in high school, I befriended a new kid that I'm gonna call The Director after one of his three biggest obsessions, Becoming a director. The others were Nintendo and 'debating' (read: arguing for no reason other then to argue and win), but we'll get to those in a bit. I've got some stories about him, but a few facts that people need to know about him before I tell those tales.
1. He had an ego that could rival OPL. Half of his reason for debating with people was both because he believed he had superior linguistic skills, but also so he could prove his tastes better then his chosen opponent's. This proved to be his undoing more often then not due to assuming that he was too smart/clever/popular to be wronged and ended up being rather gullible as a result.
2. His love of directing worked it's way into as much of his life as possible, to the point that he occasionally would yet "Action!" when entering a conversation.
3. The Director LOVED action movies above all else. Again, he'd try to work this into everything else he did.
4. He firmly believed he could convince anyone to see his point of view because, and this is a serious quote, "Opinion is fact." Anything he said or believed was correct in his eyes, especially when it came to fandoms, and anyone who believed otherwise was simply in need of being enlightened to the truth. A minor example was when he argued with a friend (whom I'm going to refer to as Mama Bear simply because she was very protective of her friends and rather quick to anger. Yes, this is important later.) about how Star Wars was better then Star Trek. While this is subjective, to the Director, you were wrong if you preferred Trek to Wars. He spent days upon days ambushing Mama Bear as he tried to get her to see the 'truth'.

I have a few different stories about The Director, but I'll tell one for now, and post more if there's some interest!

So, I met the Director back about my Junior year, and he seemed nice enough at the time, so I invited him to join what we at school called the 'Nerd Herd'. We hung out between classes, but also had a rather large DnD group every week at my place. After a couple of weeks, I found out he lived within walking distance, so we invited him to come to the DnD game! Good idea, right? Turns out, he had been reeling in his shenanigans for the first few encounters to 'case' the group, so to speak. I learned much later that he was trying to figure out who the group leaders were so he could attempt to one up 'em and assert his dominance. No, I'm not kidding. The dude treated friends like a pack of animals, and he wanted to be the alpha. In fact, this was a running theme with him.
The first few sessions went well, especially since we liked to take breaks and play games/watch movies and whatnot, so it suited The Director's interests well. However, before long, he had come to the conclusion that Mama Bear and I were the 'leaders', so we were the targets of his attentions. As time went on, he became more assertive, more argumentative and eventually tried to take 'control' whenever he thought he could.
His first major play was to attempt to become party leader. Now, this was a big group at the time, consisting of an average of 10 players at any given time. I was the DM, but Mama Bear was one of the players, so The Director decided to start an in game vote for leader, lobbying both in and out of game for the election that only existed in his head, specifically trying to convince people not to vote for Mama Bear by ambushing them in the halls and spouting out his speeches to the others (even those who didn't come to the DnD sessions.) Then, during one session, he called to a vote. After stopping up the whole game, talking over the DM, refusing to let anything continue until the vote was cast, we gave in and the winner was....neither of them. Mama Bear actively turned down any votes cast her way, and The Director only got one vote: his own. The 'winner' was a third player who was already the unofficial leader before this whole thing started! The Director ended up sulking about it for weeks after, occasionally bringing it up when the leader made mistakes in judgement...

I've got more about him, but I'll save 'em. Mostly because I don't know how to put things in spoilers and don't wanna wall-o'-text more then I have to. If you want more, I've got...

-The Director takes over DnD
-The Super Smash Beatdown
-The Director hates Children
-The Director versus Mama Bear
 
JustSomeGuy said:
Okay, It's been a while since I've posted, but I've got one for you all.....
So, back in high school, I befriended a new kid that I'm gonna call The Director after one of his three biggest obsessions, Becoming a director. The others were Nintendo and 'debating' (read: arguing for no reason other then to argue and win), but we'll get to those in a bit. I've got some stories about him, but a few facts that people need to know about him before I tell those tales.
1. He had an ego that could rival OPL. Half of his reason for debating with people was both because he believed he had superior linguistic skills, but also so he could prove his tastes better then his chosen opponent's. This proved to be his undoing more often then not due to assuming that he was too smart/clever/popular to be wronged and ended up being rather gullible as a result.
2. His love of directing worked it's way into as much of his life as possible, to the point that he occasionally would yet "Action!" when entering a conversation.
3. The Director LOVED action movies above all else. Again, he'd try to work this into everything else he did.
4. He firmly believed he could convince anyone to see his point of view because, and this is a serious quote, "Opinion is fact." Anything he said or believed was correct in his eyes, especially when it came to fandoms, and anyone who believed otherwise was simply in need of being enlightened to the truth. A minor example was when he argued with a friend (whom I'm going to refer to as Mama Bear simply because she was very protective of her friends and rather quick to anger. Yes, this is important later.) about how Star Wars was better then Star Trek. While this is subjective, to the Director, you were wrong if you preferred Trek to Wars. He spent days upon days ambushing Mama Bear as he tried to get her to see the 'truth'.

I have a few different stories about The Director, but I'll tell one for now, and post more if there's some interest!

So, I met the Director back about my Junior year, and he seemed nice enough at the time, so I invited him to join what we at school called the 'Nerd Herd'. We hung out between classes, but also had a rather large DnD group every week at my place. After a couple of weeks, I found out he lived within walking distance, so we invited him to come to the DnD game! Good idea, right? Turns out, he had been reeling in his shenanigans for the first few encounters to 'case' the group, so to speak. I learned much later that he was trying to figure out who the group leaders were so he could attempt to one up 'em and assert his dominance. No, I'm not kidding. The dude treated friends like a pack of animals, and he wanted to be the alpha. In fact, this was a running theme with him.
The first few sessions went well, especially since we liked to take breaks and play games/watch movies and whatnot, so it suited The Director's interests well. However, before long, he had come to the conclusion that Mama Bear and I were the 'leaders', so we were the targets of his attentions. As time went on, he became more assertive, more argumentative and eventually tried to take 'control' whenever he thought he could.
His first major play was to attempt to become party leader. Now, this was a big group at the time, consisting of an average of 10 players at any given time. I was the DM, but Mama Bear was one of the players, so The Director decided to start an in game vote for leader, lobbying both in and out of game for the election that only existed in his head, specifically trying to convince people not to vote for Mama Bear by ambushing them in the halls and spouting out his speeches to the others (even those who didn't come to the DnD sessions.) Then, during one session, he called to a vote. After stopping up the whole game, talking over the DM, refusing to let anything continue until the vote was cast, we gave in and the winner was....neither of them. Mama Bear actively turned down any votes cast her way, and The Director only got one vote: his own. The 'winner' was a third player who was already the unofficial leader before this whole thing started! The Director ended up sulking about it for weeks after, occasionally bringing it up when the leader made mistakes in judgement...

I've got more about him, but I'll save 'em. Mostly because I don't know how to put things in spoilers and don't wanna wall-o'-text more then I have to. If you want more, I've got...

-The Director takes over DnD
-The Super Smash Beatdown
-The Director hates Children
-The Director versus Mama Bear
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I'm intrigued. Reminds me of someone I know. Post the story about why he hates children, if you would.
 
JustSomeGuy said:
Okay, It's been a while since I've posted, but I've got one for you all.....
So, back in high school, I befriended a new kid that I'm gonna call The Director after one of his three biggest obsessions, Becoming a director. The others were Nintendo and 'debating' (read: arguing for no reason other then to argue and win), but we'll get to those in a bit. I've got some stories about him, but a few facts that people need to know about him before I tell those tales.
1. He had an ego that could rival OPL. Half of his reason for debating with people was both because he believed he had superior linguistic skills, but also so he could prove his tastes better then his chosen opponent's. This proved to be his undoing more often then not due to assuming that he was too smart/clever/popular to be wronged and ended up being rather gullible as a result.
2. His love of directing worked it's way into as much of his life as possible, to the point that he occasionally would yet "Action!" when entering a conversation.
3. The Director LOVED action movies above all else. Again, he'd try to work this into everything else he did.
4. He firmly believed he could convince anyone to see his point of view because, and this is a serious quote, "Opinion is fact." Anything he said or believed was correct in his eyes, especially when it came to fandoms, and anyone who believed otherwise was simply in need of being enlightened to the truth. A minor example was when he argued with a friend (whom I'm going to refer to as Mama Bear simply because she was very protective of her friends and rather quick to anger. Yes, this is important later.) about how Star Wars was better then Star Trek. While this is subjective, to the Director, you were wrong if you preferred Trek to Wars. He spent days upon days ambushing Mama Bear as he tried to get her to see the 'truth'.

I have a few different stories about The Director, but I'll tell one for now, and post more if there's some interest!

So, I met the Director back about my Junior year, and he seemed nice enough at the time, so I invited him to join what we at school called the 'Nerd Herd'. We hung out between classes, but also had a rather large DnD group every week at my place. After a couple of weeks, I found out he lived within walking distance, so we invited him to come to the DnD game! Good idea, right? Turns out, he had been reeling in his shenanigans for the first few encounters to 'case' the group, so to speak. I learned much later that he was trying to figure out who the group leaders were so he could attempt to one up 'em and assert his dominance. No, I'm not kidding. The dude treated friends like a pack of animals, and he wanted to be the alpha. In fact, this was a running theme with him.
The first few sessions went well, especially since we liked to take breaks and play games/watch movies and whatnot, so it suited The Director's interests well. However, before long, he had come to the conclusion that Mama Bear and I were the 'leaders', so we were the targets of his attentions. As time went on, he became more assertive, more argumentative and eventually tried to take 'control' whenever he thought he could.
His first major play was to attempt to become party leader. Now, this was a big group at the time, consisting of an average of 10 players at any given time. I was the DM, but Mama Bear was one of the players, so The Director decided to start an in game vote for leader, lobbying both in and out of game for the election that only existed in his head, specifically trying to convince people not to vote for Mama Bear by ambushing them in the halls and spouting out his speeches to the others (even those who didn't come to the DnD sessions.) Then, during one session, he called to a vote. After stopping up the whole game, talking over the DM, refusing to let anything continue until the vote was cast, we gave in and the winner was....neither of them. Mama Bear actively turned down any votes cast her way, and The Director only got one vote: his own. The 'winner' was a third player who was already the unofficial leader before this whole thing started! The Director ended up sulking about it for weeks after, occasionally bringing it up when the leader made mistakes in judgement...

I've got more about him, but I'll save 'em. Mostly because I don't know how to put things in spoilers and don't wanna wall-o'-text more then I have to. If you want more, I've got...

-The Director takes over DnD
-The Super Smash Beatdown
-The Director hates Children
-The Director versus Mama Bear
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I've got a story today, oh man do i have one.

I'll just call this kid Max. Yeah, Max. He had a different name, but whatever. I don't really care.

Anyways, i met Max when i was 11 at a comic camp. Max was similar to me. He liked video games and stuff, and was a bit socially awkward at the time, for reasons i found out later. Anyways, we became good friends and i heard he was going into the same middle as me, so that was great news because my best friend went to a different school, as you might know if you read my biography on my page.

Anyways, Max was fine at the start of the school year. He seemed harmless and actually sort of defended me. From the start one thing bugged me. He whined over fucking everything. "Noooo i don't want to!" and stuff like that like a 1st grader.

He started to get annoying as the year went on. When we switched electives and he was in a Mythology elective with my other friend, he got really defensive when i said i didn't like Mythology. I was taking Home Economics at that time and i was having a blast in it. Anywho he got annoying and constantly begged to be around me and my other friend, when me and my friends just kind of wanted some times to ourselves at his house.

He wasn't very respectible at my house. He treated it like it's own. He left his socks at my house once, which i actually still have, well i will have before i set them on fire. No, just kidding. That would be fun though. One time my other friend was at my house with Max and we were trying to beat Sonic R because we were bored as fuck. He kept whining about wanting to play Super Smash Bros Brawl.

All he really did when i invited him over to my birthday party is follow around my cat. He had some strange interest in cats because i think one of his parents were like allergic to cats or something. Anyways, his mom was annoying as fuck. I liked his dad, he was cool, even though my other friend at the time (not my friend anymore, i fucking hate him) hated Max's dad because he didn't know what DLC was and played games.

Anywho, one time me and Max were going to go outside, but Max was wearing pants and his mom said he needed to change into shorts. He invited me up, and i said f it, i'll just go. Waiting downstairs would be boring. When he did, he pulled down his pants and he was wearing... briefs. Yeah, not boxers. It was weird. Then he fucking like showcased me all his fucking pairs of underwear. And to my knowledge, he isn't gay.

Another time, i was at my other friends house, and he plays a big part in this story, so let's call him Micheal for this whole "M" kick. Anyways, Micheal was showcasing off his HyperScan (A shitty system made by mattel) and told us how shitty it was, and we played it for fun. You see, back then, we would go to Micheal's house some weekends and play shitty games, play good games, and order pizza.

Anywho, Micheal made a JOKE saying that the HyperScan was so bad, it made him piss himself. After that, Max went up, PULLED DOWN HIS PANTS (micheal was in the bathroom) and he had this huge piss-stain on his freaking blue briefs. It was so scarring and honestly i'm trying to forget that EVER HAPPENED.

Max also had this whole stupid fucking rule where he HAD TO GET ON the bus before me. Yeah. And if i got on before him, he'd bitch and whine about it. It was so fucking stupid. Also, he said i had "bad habits" when i made some catchphrases were stupid. By this point, i knew i didn't want to be friends with this little shit anymore.

One problem; we signed up for the same fucking camp.

So yeah, i got into Homestuck the week before camp. Max had some big problem with it; Saying "it was shitty" and that sort. He fucking nagged and nagged about it and kept calling it "Homefuck" and i just got pissed. I had 2 other camps. So i made a plan to say he wasn't my friend anymore. In Minecraft camp, he got pissy at me because i watched a Homestuck video and also my skin was Tavros.

Anyways, when the final camp rolled around the clock, he had this friend with him in it, who kept pissing me off, they were like fucking partners in crime. After that happened, i said he wasn't my friend anymore, and acted all sassy about it, like "Fine." It was so stupid, but i was so fucking happy after it happened. I've got some more stories about this kid, and here's the list of facts:

-Max had some big hatred for MLP:FIM when he said he saw it once and said it was okay and called it "retarded"
-Max also had some big hatred for Hot Topic, which is my favorite store. He said it was for "emo punks" like any immature dumbass 3rd grader would say about Hot Topic, when in realization, all he wore were shirts from like Target and Walmart that his parents probably picked out and shitty basketball shorts.
-One time Max fucking cried because the bus was like a minute late.
-Max tried to act all "Cool" saying he didn't go trick-or-treating that halloween.
 
Ryanshy47 said:
I've got a story today, oh man do i have one.

I'll just call this kid Max. Yeah, Max. He had a different name, but whatever. I don't really care.

Anyways, i met Max when i was 11 at a comic camp. Max was similar to me. He liked video games and stuff, and was a bit socially awkward at the time, for reasons i found out later. Anyways, we became good friends and i heard he was going into the same middle as me, so that was great news because my best friend went to a different school, as you might know if you read my biography on my page.

Anyways, Max was fine at the start of the school year. He seemed harmless and actually sort of defended me. From the start one thing bugged me. He whined over fucking everything. "Noooo i don't want to!" and stuff like that like a 1st grader.

He started to get annoying as the year went on. When we switched electives and he was in a Mythology elective with my other friend, he got really defensive when i said i didn't like Mythology. I was taking Home Economics at that time and i was having a blast in it. Anywho he got annoying and constantly begged to be around me and my other friend, when me and my friends just kind of wanted some times to ourselves at his house.

He wasn't very respectible at my house. He treated it like it's own. He left his socks at my house once, which i actually still have, well i will have before i set them on fire. No, just kidding. That would be fun though. One time my other friend was at my house with Max and we were trying to beat Sonic R because we were bored as fuck. He kept whining about wanting to play Super Smash Bros Brawl.

All he really did when i invited him over to my birthday party is follow around my cat. He had some strange interest in cats because i think one of his parents were like allergic to cats or something. Anyways, his mom was annoying as fuck. I liked his dad, he was cool, even though my other friend at the time (not my friend anymore, i fucking hate him) hated Max's dad because he didn't know what DLC was and played games.

Anywho, one time me and Max were going to go outside, but Max was wearing pants and his mom said he needed to change into shorts. He invited me up, and i said f it, i'll just go. Waiting downstairs would be boring. When he did, he pulled down his pants and he was wearing... briefs. Yeah, not boxers. It was weird. Then he fucking like showcased me all his fucking pairs of underwear. And to my knowledge, he isn't gay.

Another time, i was at my other friends house, and he plays a big part in this story, so let's call him Micheal for this whole "M" kick. Anyways, Micheal was showcasing off his HyperScan (A shitty system made by mattel) and told us how shitty it was, and we played it for fun. You see, back then, we would go to Micheal's house some weekends and play shitty games, play good games, and order pizza.

Anywho, Micheal made a JOKE saying that the HyperScan was so bad, it made him piss himself. After that, Max went up, PULLED DOWN HIS PANTS (micheal was in the bathroom) and he had this huge piss-stain on his freaking blue briefs. It was so scarring and honestly i'm trying to forget that EVER HAPPENED.

Max also had this whole stupid fucking rule where he HAD TO GET ON the bus before me. Yeah. And if i got on before him, he'd bitch and whine about it. It was so fucking stupid. Also, he said i had "bad habits" when i made some catchphrases were stupid. By this point, i knew i didn't want to be friends with this little shit anymore.

One problem; we signed up for the same fucking camp.

So yeah, i got into Homestuck the week before camp. Max had some big problem with it; Saying "it was shitty" and that sort. He fucking nagged and nagged about it and kept calling it "Homefuck" and i just got pissed. I had 2 other camps. So i made a plan to say he wasn't my friend anymore. In Minecraft camp, he got pissy at me because i watched a Homestuck video and also my skin was Tavros.

Anyways, when the final camp rolled around the clock, he had this friend with him in it, who kept pissing me off, they were like fucking partners in crime. After that happened, i said he wasn't my friend anymore, and acted all sassy about it, like "Fine." It was so stupid, but i was so fucking happy after it happened. I've got some more stories about this kid, and here's the list of facts:

-Max had some big hatred for MLP:FIM when he said he saw it once and said it was okay and called it "retarded"
-Max also had some big hatred for Hot Topic, which is my favorite store. He said it was for "emo punks" like any immature dumbass 3rd grader would say about Hot Topic, when in realization, all he wore were shirts from like Target and Walmart that his parents probably picked out and shitty basketball shorts.
-One time Max fucking cried because the bus was like a minute late.
-Max tried to act all "Cool" saying he didn't go trick-or-treating that halloween.
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How old are you?
 
Ryanshy47 said:
I've got a story today, oh man do i have one.

I'll just call this kid Max. Yeah, Max. He had a different name, but whatever. I don't really care.

Anyways, i met Max when i was 11 at a comic camp. Max was similar to me. He liked video games and stuff, and was a bit socially awkward at the time, for reasons i found out later. Anyways, we became good friends and i heard he was going into the same middle as me, so that was great news because my best friend went to a different school, as you might know if you read my biography on my page.

Anyways, Max was fine at the start of the school year. He seemed harmless and actually sort of defended me. From the start one thing bugged me. He whined over fucking everything. "Noooo i don't want to!" and stuff like that like a 1st grader.

He started to get annoying as the year went on. When we switched electives and he was in a Mythology elective with my other friend, he got really defensive when i said i didn't like Mythology. I was taking Home Economics at that time and i was having a blast in it. Anywho he got annoying and constantly begged to be around me and my other friend, when me and my friends just kind of wanted some times to ourselves at his house.

He wasn't very respectible at my house. He treated it like it's own. He left his socks at my house once, which i actually still have, well i will have before i set them on fire. No, just kidding. That would be fun though. One time my other friend was at my house with Max and we were trying to beat Sonic R because we were bored as fuck. He kept whining about wanting to play Super Smash Bros Brawl.

All he really did when i invited him over to my birthday party is follow around my cat. He had some strange interest in cats because i think one of his parents were like allergic to cats or something. Anyways, his mom was annoying as fuck. I liked his dad, he was cool, even though my other friend at the time (not my friend anymore, i fucking hate him) hated Max's dad because he didn't know what DLC was and played games.

Anywho, one time me and Max were going to go outside, but Max was wearing pants and his mom said he needed to change into shorts. He invited me up, and i said f it, i'll just go. Waiting downstairs would be boring. When he did, he pulled down his pants and he was wearing... briefs. Yeah, not boxers. It was weird. Then he fucking like showcased me all his fucking pairs of underwear. And to my knowledge, he isn't gay.

Another time, i was at my other friends house, and he plays a big part in this story, so let's call him Micheal for this whole "M" kick. Anyways, Micheal was showcasing off his HyperScan (A shitty system made by mattel) and told us how shitty it was, and we played it for fun. You see, back then, we would go to Micheal's house some weekends and play shitty games, play good games, and order pizza.

Anywho, Micheal made a JOKE saying that the HyperScan was so bad, it made him piss himself. After that, Max went up, PULLED DOWN HIS PANTS (micheal was in the bathroom) and he had this huge piss-stain on his freaking blue briefs. It was so scarring and honestly i'm trying to forget that EVER HAPPENED.

Max also had this whole stupid fucking rule where he HAD TO GET ON the bus before me. Yeah. And if i got on before him, he'd bitch and whine about it. It was so fucking stupid. Also, he said i had "bad habits" when i made some catchphrases were stupid. By this point, i knew i didn't want to be friends with this little shit anymore.

One problem; we signed up for the same fucking camp.

So yeah, i got into Homestuck the week before camp. Max had some big problem with it; Saying "it was shitty" and that sort. He fucking nagged and nagged about it and kept calling it "Homefuck" and i just got pissed. I had 2 other camps. So i made a plan to say he wasn't my friend anymore. In Minecraft camp, he got pissy at me because i watched a Homestuck video and also my skin was Tavros.

Anyways, when the final camp rolled around the clock, he had this friend with him in it, who kept pissing me off, they were like fucking partners in crime. After that happened, i said he wasn't my friend anymore, and acted all sassy about it, like "Fine." It was so stupid, but i was so fucking happy after it happened. I've got some more stories about this kid, and here's the list of facts:

-Max had some big hatred for MLP:FIM when he said he saw it once and said it was okay and called it "retarded"
-Max also had some big hatred for Hot Topic, which is my favorite store. He said it was for "emo punks" like any immature dumbass 3rd grader would say about Hot Topic, when in realization, all he wore were shirts from like Target and Walmart that his parents probably picked out and shitty basketball shorts.
-One time Max fucking cried because the bus was like a minute late.
-Max tried to act all "Cool" saying he didn't go trick-or-treating that halloween.
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Sounds more like a general annoying idiot than a lolcow... Not to belittle you or anything, but at 13, I doubt you've met anyone truly lulzy.
 
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