🧑‍🏫 The following will bring light to what’s really been happening with the public school board {TEACHERS CLAIM: “BEST READ YET!”} 🎀😍

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

I’ve always been a bodybuilder, even back in high school. And I watched bullies victimize runts and fragile boys. But I was no hero. Selfish, maybe. I avoided trouble so I could keep pumping and dumping those future stars. Suspension meant less hoe smashing. And besides, bullies were naturally chunky and from privileged families. Not worth the sweat.

With that said, I noticed a common product with these retards. They’d belittle the victim with name-calling. Rootcake, gate boy, pissy, magic, Homer, etc. Even though the kid showed no sign of threatening behavior, the bully needed him to be weak.

During my senior year, this brute named Rony demanded this freshman wear a dress and lipstick. He’d mocked him with names like, “He a little girl.” Heath lived with his grandmother and sister. His father had abandoned the family after his mother abandoned them first. Ugh, it seemed abandonment was a race in his family. His granny was bedridden—she couldn't walk away. So he knew that if he didn’t comply with Rony’s fetish, he would get his ass beat.

To school one morning, he wore his sister's tight white skirt, fishnet stockings, high heels, and a pink tube top. He had Carla do his face and made him look like a no-good piece of shit whore. Rony was speechless. We all were. Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted. Everyone, but me and a few dumps and future pumps, didn’t even snicker. From that day forward, his peers would mock him with, “He a little girl.” Even the teachers got in on it during roll call. “Holly Wood.”

“Here,” Holly raised her hand.

“Ball Mit?”

“Here,” the ginger boy said.

“He a little girl?”

Chuckles were commonly heard during this call. Poor lil bastard always hesitated with his raised hand. Shaking my head. And when I did shake it, Carla, who sat next to me, would give me dreamy eyes. Once, she lip-synced, “I am so going to fart you.”

Misinformation, though. She never once passed gas during our messy get-togethers,

Heath later dropped out of school. And for a while, no one heard from him. Rony later marked him down in his black notepad. Sick fucker kept score of kids he pushed out of school—sad.

From my analogy, bullying is a mental illness. But it's also similar to a drug addiction. They get a rush of euphoria to watch a victim cry, beg, or pretend to be Heath. They feel mighty around homosexuals and gender confused kids.

Now check this out. And you can research this for yourself. After the typical bully graduates from high school, the party is over, right? Nope! Some of them go on to college and get their AA. They return to school as teachers. Through their bullying behavior, they push their colleagues aside and become the principal. Later, they join the school board. They can now create a shitload of victims that feed their mental illness. Remember, weak kids, make them stronger.

A decade ago, I spent some time in jail. It was a misunderstanding that escalated too quickly. But for the sake of interest, it was a non-felony charge. I was at my ENT’s office when I heard someone say, “You’re a faggot.” I assumed the feller behind me wanted to fight. So we got into a scuffle. He later claimed to the arresting officers that he said, “Awesome magic.” Nurse Tina would perform tricks for the client’s kids. But he was a liar! I heard what he said.

Anyway, my bunk mate was this six-foot-five Haitian-looking motherfucker. But he was American—just very black. He told me his story.

Your Mile was at Office Depot, standing in line getting supplies for his children. This chunky fellow wearing a necktie complained to the employee about not being refunded his money. The cashier told him to wait at the manager’s desk. He crossed his arms and said he’s not moving an inch. Welp, Your Mile told him to move along so he can get back home. Mr. Necktie steps into his space and blurts, “You can wait.” Yikes! That giant Israelite whipped his fat ass.

However, it turned out Chunky was a member of the local school board. He told them that Your Mile attacked him because of his job, which was a lie. They arrested him and charged him with assault on a school board member. But it gets better!

Four months later, Chunky resigned from his position after a victim recounted a story about how he had bullied him until he dropped out of school. That victim was Heath Lilo Gurl.

It seemed as though I was intended to be incarcerated at that precise moment. And when I learned about the school board firing, I did some research and found out where Heath lived. I visited him.

The door opened, and I saw Heath for the first time since school. He knew me right away. He smiled and said, “Big Jimbo! What are you doing here?”

“Where’s Carla?” I asked about his sister.

“Oh,” he reacted. “I-I thought…” he wrinkled his eyebrows and had his tongue in cheek. “She lives in Downtown.”

“I bet she’s a stripper!” I excitedly said. He nodded.

Heath gave me her address, and later that night, I surprised her at work. She was wide-eyed to see me, as she jumped off the stage and gave me the tightest hug. She whispered in my hearing aid, “I am so going to fuck you.” And that she did.

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

TLDR: Read it.

 

[Clqs]

TEC chop like lawn mowers
Feds listening, shit, short convo
Hit a nigga with a combo
What imma fight for, my choppers drum roll

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

TEC chop like lawn mowers
Feds listening, shit, short convo
Hit a nigga with a combo
What imma fight for, my choppers drum roll

US military intelligence reads, listens, watches, etc. The other guys, and gals, are busy with the tedious political clown show.

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

I understand not many of you can read, but please, don't feel that I'm indirectly mocking you with the many words.

 

[Aox Ofwar]

 

[Centurion_Hunter]

I’ve always been a bodybuilder, even back in high school. And I watched bullies victimize runts and fragile boys. But I was no hero. Selfish, maybe. I avoided trouble so I could keep pumping and dumping those future stars. Suspension meant less hoe smashing. And besides, bullies were naturally chunky and from privileged families. Not worth the sweat.

With that said, I noticed a common product with these retards. They’d belittle the victim with name-calling. Rootcake, gate boy, pissy, magic, Homer, etc. Even though the kid showed no sign of threatening behavior, the bully needed him to be weak.

During my senior year, this brute named Rony demanded this freshman wear a dress and lipstick. He’d mocked him with names like, “He a little girl.” Heath lived with his grandmother and sister. His father had abandoned the family after his mother abandoned them first. Ugh, it seemed abandonment was a race in his family. His granny was bedridden—she couldn't walk away. So he knew that if he didn’t comply with Rony’s fetish, he would get his ass beat.

To school one morning, he wore his sister's tight white skirt, fishnet stockings, high heels, and a pink tube top. He had Carla do his face and made him look like a no-good piece of shit whore. Rony was speechless. We all were. Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted. Everyone, but me and a few dumps and future pumps, didn’t even snicker. From that day forward, his peers would mock him with, “He a little girl.” Even the teachers got in on it during roll call. “Holly Wood.”

“Here,” Holly raised her hand.

“Ball Mit?”

“Here,” the ginger boy said.

“He a little girl?”

Chuckles were commonly heard during this call. Poor lil bastard always hesitated with his raised hand. Shaking my head. And when I did shake it, Carla, who sat next to me, would give me dreamy eyes. Once, she lip-synced, “I am so going to fart you.”

Misinformation, though. She never once passed gas during our messy get-togethers,

Heath later dropped out of school. And for a while, no one heard from him. Rony later marked him down in his black notepad. Sick fucker kept score of kids he pushed out of school—sad.

From my analogy, bullying is a mental illness. But it's also similar to a drug addiction. They get a rush of euphoria to watch a victim cry, beg, or pretend to be Heath. They feel mighty around homosexuals and gender confused kids.

Now check this out. And you can research this for yourself. After the typical bully graduates from high school, the party is over, right? Nope! Some of them go on to college and get their AA. They return to school as teachers. Through their bullying behavior, they push their colleagues aside and become the principal. Later, they join the school board. They can now create a shitload of victims that feed their mental illness. Remember, weak kids, make them stronger.

A decade ago, I spent some time in jail. It was a misunderstanding that escalated too quickly. But for the sake of interest, it was a non-felony charge. I was at my ENT’s office when I heard someone say, “You’re a faggot.” I assumed the feller behind me wanted to fight. So we got into a scuffle. He later claimed to the arresting officers that he said, “Awesome magic.” Nurse Tina would perform tricks for the client’s kids. But he was a liar! I heard what he said.

Anyway, my bunk mate was this six-foot-five Haitian-looking motherfucker. But he was American—just very black. He told me his story.

Your Mile was at Office Depot, standing in line getting supplies for his children. This chunky fellow wearing a necktie complained to the employee about not being refunded his money. The cashier told him to wait at the manager’s desk. He crossed his arms and said he’s not moving an inch. Welp, Your Mile told him to move along so he can get back home. Mr. Necktie steps into his space and blurts, “You can wait.” Yikes! That giant Israelite whipped his fat ass.

However, it turned out Chunky was a member of the local school board. He told them that Your Mile attacked him because of his job, which was a lie. They arrested him and charged him with assault on a school board member. But it gets better!

Four months later, Chunky resigned from his position after a victim recounted a story about how he had bullied him until he dropped out of school. That victim was Heath Lilo Gurl.

It seemed as though I was intended to be incarcerated at that precise moment. And when I learned about the school board firing, I did some research and found out where Heath lived. I visited him.

The door opened, and I saw Heath for the first time since school. He knew me right away. He smiled and said, “Big Jimbo! What are you doing here?”

“Where’s Carla?” I asked about his sister.

“Oh,” he reacted. “I-I thought…” he wrinkled his eyebrows and had his tongue in cheek. “She lives in Downtown.”

“I bet she’s a stripper!” I excitedly said. He nodded.

Heath gave me her address, and later that night, I surprised her at work. She was wide-eyed to see me, as she jumped off the stage and gave me the tightest hug. She whispered in my hearing aid, “I am so going to fuck you.” And that she did.

Its preety water that life is a big high school

 

[Aox Ofwar]

I understand not many of you can read, but please, don't feel that I'm indirectly mocking you with the many words.

I genuinely have trouble reading your big posts you must be speaking in premium english or some shit

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Its preety water that life is a big high school

I genuinely have trouble reading your big posts you must be speaking in premium english or some shit

TLDR: Bullies run the school boards today. This explains their push for woke ideology and more “girly” boys. Not only that, it explains how DC got involved several years ago.

A bully is a bully. Just because the government employees have more authority, it doesn’t mean they didn’t suffer from bullying and ridicule back in school. For some, it was quite traumatizing. That shame they carry throughout their lives. Now picture a school board bully threatening the federal employees for protection against parents making them feel unsafe because they don’t want their children reading books about a teenage boy sliding his penis into a preacher boy’s bussy. Or two girls licking each other’s vaginas. Those were 3rd-grade books, by the way.

The pushers of woke ideology are the bullies of yesterday. And bullies will use one victim against another. It's what they do. It nurtures their mental illness.

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

HOW TO FIX THIS BULLSHIT (KING TRUMP):

Start at the top, work your way down. Thus, the school boards must be reformed first. Then implement stricter requirements for teachers and their aids. Since public schools are considered government institutions, let’s make it a reality—a uniform dress code. No more baggy pants, skinned tight whore attire, blue hair, heavy makeup, tattoos, decals celebrating drug use or music bands, yadda yadda. Everyone will dress the same. They don’t like it? Get the fuck out of this nation!

And speaking of distractions, if you’re a boy and want to dress like a girl—you think you’re a kitty—keep it at home. Those two personas are the most disruptive to other kids. ZERO DISTRACTION POLICY! The teachers must abide by the same rules or fire their fucking assess. Man up, or they, too, can get the fuck out of this country.

Finally, heavy penalties against bullying and race baiting. So if the kid is black and was taught white people are bad, and they bring that shit to school, suspension. Then charge the parent(s) with a fine. If the child repeats the antisocial behavior after returning to school, arrest one of the parents. And before you say you can’t hold a parent responsible for a child’s conduct at school, think again! I read countless cases of them going to jail because of their child’s disruptive behavior at school.

 

[overrated]

I’ve always been a bodybuilder, even back in high school. And I watched bullies victimize runts and fragile boys. But I was no hero. Selfish, maybe. I avoided trouble so I could keep pumping and dumping those future stars. Suspension meant less hoe smashing. And besides, bullies were naturally chunky and from privileged families. Not worth the sweat.

With that said, I noticed a common product with these retards. They’d belittle the victim with name-calling. Rootcake, gate boy, pissy, magic, Homer, etc. Even though the kid showed no sign of threatening behavior, the bully needed him to be weak.

During my senior year, this brute named Rony demanded this freshman wear a dress and lipstick. He’d mocked him with names like, “He a little girl.” Heath lived with his grandmother and sister. His father had abandoned the family after his mother abandoned them first. Ugh, it seemed abandonment was a race in his family. His granny was bedridden—she couldn't walk away. So he knew that if he didn’t comply with Rony’s fetish, he would get his ass beat.

To school one morning, he wore his sister's tight white skirt, fishnet stockings, high heels, and a pink tube top. He had Carla do his face and made him look like a no-good piece of shit whore. Rony was speechless. We all were. Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted. Everyone, but me and a few dumps and future pumps, didn’t even snicker. From that day forward, his peers would mock him with, “He a little girl.” Even the teachers got in on it during roll call. “Holly Wood.”

“Here,” Holly raised her hand.

“Ball Mit?”

“Here,” the ginger boy said.

“He a little girl?”

Chuckles were commonly heard during this call. Poor lil bastard always hesitated with his raised hand. Shaking my head. And when I did shake it, Carla, who sat next to me, would give me dreamy eyes. Once, she lip-synced, “I am so going to fart you.”

Misinformation, though. She never once passed gas during our messy get-togethers,

Heath later dropped out of school. And for a while, no one heard from him. Rony later marked him down in his black notepad. Sick fucker kept score of kids he pushed out of school—sad.

From my analogy, bullying is a mental illness. But it's also similar to a drug addiction. They get a rush of euphoria to watch a victim cry, beg, or pretend to be Heath. They feel mighty around homosexuals and gender confused kids.

Now check this out. And you can research this for yourself. After the typical bully graduates from high school, the party is over, right? Nope! Some of them go on to college and get their AA. They return to school as teachers. Through their bullying behavior, they push their colleagues aside and become the principal. Later, they join the school board. They can now create a shitload of victims that feed their mental illness. Remember, weak kids, make them stronger.

A decade ago, I spent some time in jail. It was a misunderstanding that escalated too quickly. But for the sake of interest, it was a non-felony charge. I was at my ENT’s office when I heard someone say, “You’re a faggot.” I assumed the feller behind me wanted to fight. So we got into a scuffle. He later claimed to the arresting officers that he said, “Awesome magic.” Nurse Tina would perform tricks for the client’s kids. But he was a liar! I heard what he said.

Anyway, my bunk mate was this six-foot-five Haitian-looking motherfucker. But he was American—just very black. He told me his story.

Your Mile was at Office Depot, standing in line getting supplies for his children. This chunky fellow wearing a necktie complained to the employee about not being refunded his money. The cashier told him to wait at the manager’s desk. He crossed his arms and said he’s not moving an inch. Welp, Your Mile told him to move along so he can get back home. Mr. Necktie steps into his space and blurts, “You can wait.” Yikes! That giant Israelite whipped his fat ass.

However, it turned out Chunky was a member of the local school board. He told them that Your Mile attacked him because of his job, which was a lie. They arrested him and charged him with assault on a school board member. But it gets better!

Four months later, Chunky resigned from his position after a victim recounted a story about how he had bullied him until he dropped out of school. That victim was Heath Lilo Gurl.

It seemed as though I was intended to be incarcerated at that precise moment. And when I learned about the school board firing, I did some research and found out where Heath lived. I visited him.

The door opened, and I saw Heath for the first time since school. He knew me right away. He smiled and said, “Big Jimbo! What are you doing here?”

“Where’s Carla?” I asked about his sister.

“Oh,” he reacted. “I-I thought…” he wrinkled his eyebrows and had his tongue in cheek. “She lives in Downtown.”

“I bet she’s a stripper!” I excitedly said. He nodded.

Heath gave me her address, and later that night, I surprised her at work. She was wide-eyed to see me, as she jumped off the stage and gave me the tightest hug. She whispered in my hearing aid, “I am so going to fuck you.” And that she did.

ai slop

 

[Centurion_Hunter]

TLDR: Bullies run the school boards today. This explains their push for woke ideology and more “girly” boys. Not only that, it explains how DC got involved several years ago.

A bully is a bully. Just because the government employees have more authority, it doesn’t mean they didn’t suffer from bullying and ridicule back in school. For some, it was quite traumatizing. That shame they carry throughout their lives. Now picture a school board bully threatening the federal employees for protection against parents making them feel unsafe because they don’t want their children reading books about a teenage boy sliding his penis into a preacher boy’s bussy. Or two girls licking each other’s vaginas. Those were 3rd-grade books, by the way.

The pushers of woke ideology are the bullies of yesterday. And bullies will use one victim against another. It's what they do. It nurtures their mental illness.

Holy fuck thats a book
Thought you posted reddit copypasta

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

ai slop

Nope! I wrote it all. Return me to your ignore list.

Holy fuck thats a book
Thought you posted reddit copypasta

Some of it I had written a while back on TWW. But "someone" took over that network and deleted everything. But a few months ago, I said I would resurrect those words on ORG. That's what I'm doing.

 

[overrated]

Nope! I wrote it all. Return me to your ignore list.


Some of it I had written a while back on TWW. But "someone" took over that network and deleted everything. But a few months ago, I said I would resurrect those words on ORG. That's what I'm doing.

Write a book or something