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When I was a kid, I was good friends with a guy named J. So he had an older sister named Nola. A pretty, nice girl.
Anyway, Nola dated J2. Remember that for later.
My father had just died.
J and I used to get bullied by a specific of 3 tough kids a lot. We used to get knives pulled on us, but nothing worse that sliced jackets and pants.
So, anytime we went to the park or the corner store, we would get our asses handed to us.
This group of bullies was terrified of my dad, but they did not know he had died recently. They used to say..."We are going to cut you a little break because we don't want your dad to go after our dads".
So, Nola dated J2. J2 was fiercely scary murderous tough.
The last time I checked about 3 years ago, J2 was in prison for manslaughter.
So when me and J told J2 that we were being bullied, he grabbed our throats and said "Whatsa fuck the madda with you".
He told us to take on all 3 guys at once and smash their fucking heads in.
We said...they are bigger than us...he said...doesn't matter...smash their fucking heads in until they are almost dead.
The next time in the grocery store, we did just that. They were so shocked that we made a move, they didn't know what to do.
And that is how you handle bullies.
Thank you Nola and J2.
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