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I've met up with a few kids I went to highschool with who weren't particularly nice to me. My modus operandi is usually the "kill with kindness" route where I acknowledge that they treated me badly but in that "it was a long time ago, we were stupid teenagers, that shit ain't even a thing" way.
I do this in a way that subtly coats the entire conversation with the theme of "your impact on my life was insignificantly small and I am a much more-mature, social, good-looking and prosperous human being than you remember me as" but in a friendly, likable way.
For most of the guys that were pretty hard on me this approach prompts a hand-shake, well-wishing and an apology for past cruelty.
For the girls my strategy is slightly different and potentially much-more cruel. Seeing as how I'm far more attractive overall than my pimple-scarred, tight-lipped, teenage self both physically and socially not to mention changes in hairstyle, the addition of facial hair and a trimmer body, a lot of them don't initially recognize me. This gives me plenty of opening to flirt with them a little before the big reveal of going "so do you remember me at all?"
The revelation that I was the kid who they used to try to embarrass in public or flat-out laugh at during school dances registers, followed by the realization that I was only teasing them for kicks instead of being actually interested in them often garners an amusing reaction.
For the girls my strategy is slightly different and potentially much-more cruel. Seeing as how I'm far more attractive overall than my pimple-scarred, tight-lipped, teenage self both physically and socially not to mention changes in hairstyle, the addition of facial hair and a trimmer body, a lot of them don't initially recognize me. This gives me plenty of opening to flirt with them a little before the big reveal of going "so do you remember me at all?"
The revelation that I was the kid who they used to try to embarrass in public or flat-out laugh at during school dances registers, followed by the realization that I was only teasing them for kicks instead of being actually interested in them often garners an amusing reaction.
Man this sounds awesome. I would love to do it because I have come a long way since high school as well, but I was never really picked on. For the most part I was just totally ignored and it's hard to exact any kind of meaningful revenge on someone who has no idea you ever existed.
For the girls my strategy is slightly different and potentially much-more cruel. Seeing as how I'm far more attractive overall than my pimple-scarred, tight-lipped, teenage self both physically and socially not to mention changes in hairstyle, the addition of facial hair and a trimmer body, a lot of them don't initially recognize me. This gives me plenty of opening to flirt with them a little before the big reveal of going "so do you remember me at all?"
The revelation that I was the kid who they used to try to embarrass in public or flat-out laugh at during school dances registers, followed by the realization that I was only teasing them for kicks instead of being actually interested in them often garners an amusing reaction.
Man this sounds awesome. I would love to do it because I have come a long way since high school as well, but I was never really picked on. For the most part I was just totally ignored and it's hard to exact any kind of meaningful revenge on someone who has no idea you ever existed.
For the most part I was ignored but when you go to a small school like I did for my first two years of high school most everyone remembers each-other.
Once I changed schools from my local public school to a well-known, prestigious, Catholic high school at the beginning of my junior year I came out of my shell a lot more since the class was a lot bigger and I found more students with whom I had shared-interests.
I actually worked up enough confidence in such a small amount of time that I called up the class president (a.k.a. most popular girl in school) from my old school and asked her out to a dance. She gave me a "soccer practice" excuse and a "maybe some other time" but it sure made me good to ask.
That's a mighty dark room. Are they plotting in the basement or something? Christ.
It's not that fucking hard. Tycho is going to Gabe because he wants Gabe to slowly ruin this ex-bullies life. Gabe is a man in the shadows, they are talking about shady dealings. Also see informants, like how in the movies informants are hiding in the shadows to mask their identity. What the fuck people.
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Is the ring poisoned or something?
this is silly
He seems the type to have one
wait
good comic though
he's destroying his life slowly. It's better than just killing someone
Gabe's methods also remind me of the Count of Egg Fried Sammiches...I mean Monte Cristo.
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In start contrasts to Tycho's glamorously styled head of hair right?
The one where the plumber called into Frasier's service is his old bully.
I do this in a way that subtly coats the entire conversation with the theme of "your impact on my life was insignificantly small and I am a much more-mature, social, good-looking and prosperous human being than you remember me as" but in a friendly, likable way.
For most of the guys that were pretty hard on me this approach prompts a hand-shake, well-wishing and an apology for past cruelty.
For the girls my strategy is slightly different and potentially much-more cruel. Seeing as how I'm far more attractive overall than my pimple-scarred, tight-lipped, teenage self both physically and socially not to mention changes in hairstyle, the addition of facial hair and a trimmer body, a lot of them don't initially recognize me. This gives me plenty of opening to flirt with them a little before the big reveal of going "so do you remember me at all?"
The revelation that I was the kid who they used to try to embarrass in public or flat-out laugh at during school dances registers, followed by the realization that I was only teasing them for kicks instead of being actually interested in them often garners an amusing reaction.
This is also how I read it.
Your reading comprehension sucks.
you're
it just sounds WEIRD
Apparently it sounds just as weird to say I have no a facebook.
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http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=g_KYUWVw_Vs
Man this sounds awesome. I would love to do it because I have come a long way since high school as well, but I was never really picked on. For the most part I was just totally ignored and it's hard to exact any kind of meaningful revenge on someone who has no idea you ever existed.
I love you for saying this.
Every time I type "facebook" into the browser, I wonder if there is a gacebook.com.
a glorious place where all they talk about it is kids and how they chop up things. They use a facepaint picture edit instead of that damn yearbook one
"i thought about shooting him in a friendly mall."
i dunno
you're a facebook
For the most part I was ignored but when you go to a small school like I did for my first two years of high school most everyone remembers each-other.
Once I changed schools from my local public school to a well-known, prestigious, Catholic high school at the beginning of my junior year I came out of my shell a lot more since the class was a lot bigger and I found more students with whom I had shared-interests.
I actually worked up enough confidence in such a small amount of time that I called up the class president (a.k.a. most popular girl in school) from my old school and asked her out to a dance. She gave me a "soccer practice" excuse and a "maybe some other time" but it sure made me good to ask.
I kinda built it up from there.
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Right here.
I don't see my facebook page as a possession, I see it as a public resource like the Yellow Pages. Anyone needs to contact me, there I am right there.
That's the main reason I am annoyed by most Facebook "apps" and the reason I do not "have a MySpace".
If it's on the internet, it's not yours, it's everybody's.
That's why I felt so good about it. It stunned her more than anything and I got away unscathed.