User blog comment:InappropriateName/The people I've had to deal with in the past few years./@comment-2240864-20120203124133

My mother was a teacher. Easy mode was definitely engaged. Now, before I transfered, some kid with rage disorder did choke me and hold me over a second story railing, slammed me into lockers, and then in the last instance kicked me so hard it left a knot over an inch off my leg. The assistant principal told my parents it looked like an "old bruise". That whore. It's okay, the kid is addicted to smack these days.