hit a stone with a tennis racket with unswerving accuracy and ridiculous distance into someone’s forehead having not thought such a result was popular.
ejaculated into the shampoo bottle of a boy who was bullying me. peed in another bully’s shampoo. latter one found out. former one didnt. cum is more viscuous, isnt it? no regrets, Colin.
poured a bucket full of everything you could imagine over a girl who teased me from a 2nd floor window… cannae remember exactly what… but no bodily fluids that time.
spewed up flem as topping for someone’s toast, before putting jam on top. a prefect 4 years older than me ordering me to make him toast didnt sit well with me.
let a shopping trolley go down a 30m ramp into a supermarket a few times…
hit a few long irons out of my back garden in the rough direction of some bungalows and gardens up the hill.
took out 10 years of emotional distress at home on my 17 y.old distantly ex-girlfriend classmate by having a nervous breakdown on her through the royal mail…actually that ones too heavy to properly unburden.
my only defence is a lot of wrong was done to me in my childhood. good job i dont believe in heaven