Well, this isn't really the worst thing that ever happened to me, but at soccer practice, there's a kid who I really hate. And he really hates me back. We're competitive at every freaking thing. So, at practice, he through a soccer ball straight at my ear when the coach wasn't looking. It hurt like hell, so I turned around and pushed him to the ground. So he got pissed, and then later while were running the mile, he comes up behind me and slide tackles me from behind. And I was running full speed, so it was a huge, HUGE fall. He led 2-1. Later, while scrimmaging, he was the goalie, so I ran up and kicked it straight at his manly place. Like, straight at it, and then I ran around yelling "GOAL!!" 2-2. When I was taking a corner, he came up close to mark a player. And seizing the opportunity, I blasted the ball into his face. Then I yelled GOAL!! again. 3-2, advantage me. Then, while leaving, I picked up my Gatorade bottle and dumped the whole thing on his head. 4-2. He sat there in shock for a while, then came running after me, but I signed off by leading him into the goal. When he tried to grab me, I dodged away and he collided straight with the netting and got tangled up. It was absolutely gut splittingly funny. I then yelled GOAL!! and walked away.
Back in 92, these group of kids made me drink a whole keg of shot (they added their small cups into a glass) while paying me $20 to do so. Let's just say I got the $20 and this is how I am today XD
Ok so one time the teacher wasn't there in my classroom so then someone just came up and kicked me in the nuts, so then I was like FUCKINGBITCH and then I socked him in the face twice the kicked him in his balls and then I dragged him to the bathroom and when I came back I told no one to tell and they all listened.
Ehh. Nice topic. I like how some say some really dumb stuff to make them look tough.. Eh whatever, back to the topic. Once a few years back, I was playing with a group of friends, and we were only lik 8, so were just throwing pebbles at each other, but when my dad arrived, I said bye, and as started to walk away, one of the kids threw a huge, sharp, jagged rock, from up-close, at my head. It cut my head open, it even left a mark on my skull. I can still feel it to this day.
