At a crosswalk like any self respecting pedestrian.

Not my generation.

Saaaaaaaaarrrrcaaaassssmmmm

My first job was working retail folding shirts. It's easy as pie. Stop bitching and do your job.

Penn and Teller: Bullshit was such a great show.

Hand positioning is clearly a kamehameha or a hadouken.

If it was my daily job I would too. But when you're just working in your garage every so often you tend to forget the useful things like masks or glasses.

People have lives.

Could also be a hadouken.

Better than you biznatch. Aight I'm done. Toodles.

Or perhaps they're over exaggerating their experiences is an overly dramatic way? Maybe? Possibly? Maybe you were fat when you were younger and people called you fat for no other reason than that they're fucking assholes and maybe you shouldn't let that bother you 15 years later??? Possibly? Hmmmmmm???
Ok I'm done. Obviously my blunt take on life offends today's buttery soft youth. I apologize for not catering to your every emotional need and abiding by the safe space rules of the internet comments section.

Being honest is not bullying.

Jesus Christ. All the sob stories sound exactly the same. It's almost like they've read it so many times on the internet they exaggerate their memories to make it sound like their story is the saddest sobbiest of them all. Pansy assed mentality of today's world strikes again.
Seriously, bullying sucks. It truly does and I'd never wish it on anybody. But also, it's not as extreme and whatnot as today's society makes it out as being. Toughen up, smarten up, get over it. Life goes on. Karma's a birch. People get what they deserve in the end. Stop letting shit you can't control take over control of your life.

It's weak. You only get that bad if you don't fight back once in a while.

Cry me a fucking river. 99% of people were bullied or harassed in some way shape or form during their youth. You can either grow from it and learn to take a few physical and mental gut punches or you can let it consume you to the point where you’re offended by and afraid of everything. It’s your choice.

It’s true.