2/19/06

Feeling Pissy

All through my school years I had to ride the school bus. It was about an hour in the morning and afternoon. When I was in the third grade there was a kid a few years older than me (not cat food sandwich guy) who had started pulling my hair on the ride home. So, one morning I tucked a rock about the size of my fist into my backpack and when he leaned over the bus seat to pull my hair, I knocked the hell out of him with the rock in the bag. I tossed the rock out of the window while he was freaking out. Since he wasn't bleeding and the weapon couldn't be found, I didn't get in trouble.

It would be nice if I could remedy my annoyances nowadays in such a manner.

In case you haven't noticed, I've been feeling a bit "off". I may beat a sequel out of Tiny dog later this week. She looks like she has something new to say.

10 comments:

Joey Polanski said...

Yer devious! You made sure there wunt no evidence left aftr ya werkd over Catfood Samwich Guy, too!

Midwestern City Boy said...

Man you are devious. Even back in the third grade you new how to get rid of the evidence. How did your siblings live to adulthood?

OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

Oh I love Tiny Dog's Posts...I look forward to whatever she has to say...I'm sory you are kind of 'out of sorts' Chickie...I hope you beging to be your old self soon! How is your back?

Titus said...

You are a good friend; very considerate and generous to a fault. I know all of that that first hand but boy, sometimes you scare me. Those who dare mess with you should consider that last post fair warning - you do not want to mess with Chickie.

bekah said...

We all go through blogging ruts. Take your time off and let Oy post some stuff. Hey, maybe she can participate in HNT by herself this week!

Mike said...

You have an expert criminal mind. Perhaps you missed your calling. I have been trying to get Carmen to post for me, but she is being all tempermental. I never thought of beating a post out of her, but perhaps that time has come.

L said...

heh heh heh

it would be great if we could still solve our problems that way...

anne arkham said...

I'm going with that instead of the chocolate-covered feces plan previously discussed.

Chickie said...

Joey Polanski - My motto is : "Don't kill anything that you wouldn't eat."

MCB - It is really amazing that my sister made it to adulthood with no broken bones or lasting mental trauma. I remember when I was 12 or so, my Dad made me watch a special on Oprah where it was adults who were confronting their siblings who'd been horrible mean to them as children. He told me that would be my sister in 20 years if I didn't start to be nicer.

OOLOTH - Tiny doesn't know it yet but she's getting a bath today. I'm sure she'll have lots to scream about later. My back has been acting up. I think this is contributing to my grouchy funk.

Titus - Aren't you sweet? :) But, as you also know, if you're my friend and someone craps on you then there is no deed to devious for me help you do or to do on your behalf. Friends like me can come in very handy.

Mike - If you don't want to beat Carmen, try a little bit of starvation therapy. I get great things out of Oy when I use that threat.

L - And so much simpler. There'd be no question as to why the person was getting bonked with the rock and then everyone could just move on.

Anne Arkham - Would you like me to find you a good rock? Tools work well also. I did it to a kid who was bothering me in a coatroom with a wrench in my bookbag.

Zube Girl said...

HA! I love your youngster stories! You were a magnificent handful, I bet. :-)