AWKWARD ZOMBIE

Okay, this is a thread to find out what was the most asshole thing anyone has ever done to you. It can be anything and you can choose multiple things.
Let's vent some anger!


Alright, there's a garden in our front yard. I've helped my grandmother build that garden. A good friend of my grandfather gave us three Forget-me-nots. They're these small bushes with blue flowers that looked very pretty, I planted them.
Thanks to the spring the Forget-Me-Nots were blooming and looking beautiful. Then some asshole came while no one was looking and fucking ripped them out of the ground! I'm so mad!
Why would someone steal a bunch of fucking flowers? To put it in their own gardens? To just be an asshole? I don't know but I hate whoever took my fucking Forget-Me-Nots!
You might say it's not a big deal because they're flowers but when you put your heart into growing something and then people steal whatever it is you're growing, it becomes real personal.

Now your turn.

A little kid next door when I lived back on Rose. The bastard didn't get it. He constantly swore through the fence, tried raping our cats and pissing on our lawn. I got fed up and told his dad.

"No dessert!"

Immediately let out and immediately attacked my arm. The kid was scary, he laughed maniacally as he bit me.

WTF, he tried to rape your cats?
In this case it's the parents who are to blame, they're in the category of "ignorant assholes"

That was rather my point. I told the guy and he says no dessert to his kid. WHAT. THE. BALLS. Next day he had me set up a printer and I was young too so I didn't understand putting something like a GST on it.

Ok this will be long.
So this started on Spring break. Some arrogant assholes from my school thought it would be funny to ding dong ditch my house, my mom got flustered but I let it got. Then a week later one of them FUCKING CALLED ME and pretended to be one of my friends. I hung up and told my mom but we couldent get there phone number cuz I was stupid and picked up the phone.
Ok now it gets bad.
About a month later they come crawling back and COME to my house and start throwing BALLS at my DOOR and tried to steal my easter wreath. They ran away when they herd my mom coming but it was not over. Me and my mom got in our car and chased after them and (almost ran then over) called the police. The day after they where scared and accidentally told me who did it. Idiots. So PUNISHMENT!

long post is long.

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Can I just put down "most people from my class in the first three years of secondary school" and leave it at that? They really were right basts!

My favourite flower is lilies, because my uncle used to always pick them for me before he died. We used to have some lilies growing near the fence in our yard, but one day, the exact same thing happened to me that happened to epona. Someone just came along and ripped the lilies out and took them.

Besides that, there're some asshole teenagers on my street who have a vendetta against my grandma when they flicked a still lit cigarette into our very dry (it was summer) lawn and she yelled at them for it. They've egged our house and thrown things at our windows. Little shits. I think they've given up tormenting us since they chucked a lighter at me and my dogs and I said "How many of your fingerprints do you think the police would use as evidence on this?" They took off after that and I haven't heard much of them since.

How terrible Star. I'm sorry.

I can't imagine someone egging our house or throwing lit cigarettes at our yard.
I do remember there was this lady who used to live in the floor above and she would throw thrash from her balcony into our garden. Sometimes it was cigarettes but they were alway off.

Yeah, the best course of action against these shits are the police, I wish I could have seen the person who stole my Forget-Me-Nots. I would have run them out of the garden.

I dont really know what the most dickish thing anyone's ever done to me is, but I do know that being that fat smelly kid in elementary and middle school made for a lot of insults. probably why I'm such a shut-in once school's over.

Some teenage dicknose lit a phonebook on fire on our porch. Scared the crap out of us.

Well this one time at like 9:30 PM I was walking by the window when I saw two teens running up to our garage since my sister accidentally left the garage door open. I went over and opened the door to the garage and they ran off. Once they were out I closed the garage door. It was on Friday the 13th too.

There was this kid at one of my school camps.

Real midget kid, looked 6 years old when he was 14.

Kicked me in the face when I was alseep to "wake me up".

So I chased after him and grabbed him and held his head.

And whispered to him: "You do that again, go on, do it. So help me god I will snap this disgusting greasy wog neck of yours."

Next day he figure's he's smart enough to poor cordial down on my new shirt.

Where there was no supervision.

Great move there, "Sparky".

I turned around and threw that fucked up (or should I say down) wanna-be gangster on the ground and continued to kick him in the ribs.

He doesn't do a thing to me.
Intimidation is like, my best friend.

Some douche kid shot my dog with a paintball gun. She nearly died.

It's funny, I can definetely remember my school mates in elementary school doing tons of jerkassey things, some major, some minor, yet the first thing to come to mind was one of the very, very minor ones. It was on a three day field trip, the (freakin crazy) guide with my group decided to play a game where one person had a clothes pin or some other clampy thing and had to put it on another person's something without them finding out. Whoever had the pin on them after a certain point had to do something the guide told them to do. I wanted, so badly, to actually put the pin on the guide, and I made a pact with someone so that we'd watch each others backs. I found the pin on him and told him about my plan to put it on the guide, but he refused, so I just stole the pin off of him while he wasn't looking and put it on the guide.
He noticed the pin on the guide and told him about it.
I still have to wonder how the hell that was the first thing to come to mind even though a kid has flipped my tray of food over because I got mad at him.

When my dad was walking our dog a few years back, she got attacked by another dog. She had a good chunk of skin missing, and she needed surgery.

After that was done, my dad went over to the people who owned the dog. When my dad told them what happened, the dad said, in front of his children, 'It wasn't my dog. It was probably someone else' dog.'

Also, elementary school kids were assholes. They threw footballs at my face.