This is a true story about one of my many experiences i have had with this tard. I will go down the line to the earliest experience i have had with this tard
>Be me
>Half way through the school year, in high school
>Sitting in my global history class
>Teacher talking about the great depression
>Killme.jpg
>talking to this black kid next to me
>Out of nowhere, this half-blooded tard/human amalgamation throws his head back so far, he almost smacks the desk behind him, as he moans a tard song.
>Fuckmylife.mov
>This Tard-let.
>He just had busted the fattest nut of his life, messing his pants in the process, emitting a painful "MMMEEUGGGHH AUHHHH"
>We all look at him with tears in our eyes
>Jesuschristpleaseno.png
>He sits back up
>He goes back to his work
>Acted like it never even happened
>Servpro.jpg
>At this point, Sup Forums, I'm still in my desk, my circuits trembling
>I'm sitting to his right
>I smell shit
>Judging by his face, I'm fairly certain he smelled it too
>As we all laughed, I said to everyone else "hey, look! No hands!"
>As I said that, he fucking lunged at the door
>He opened it.
>tard brain couldn't seem to figure out how to leave the room, so he just closed the door and sat back down
>at this point, The teacher had caught on to his nut stain
>She asks him wtf was wrong
>He yells "I THOUGHT I HEARD SOMEONE KNOCKING ON THE DOOR!"
>Wtf.jpg
>I couldn't make this up, Sup Forums, as fake as this sounds, all of this fucking happened
>Just then, as the bell rang, signaling the end of class, he jumped at the now open door (no longer has to try to figure out a door now)
>I have never seen anyone run so fast to a bathroom
>Started writing this thread as soon as i got home
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