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The following posts contains long drivel which isn't worth reading, so you may as well skip down to the next post, dear Eyes on member.

I was grounded for a year. Yes, an entire year. How did I do this, you ask? Perhaps I kicked a cat down some stairs. Maybe I killed an old person. No. No, this is how it happened.

Back in the mid-90's in my wonderful suburban neighbourhood, everyone from a couple of small streets would hang out with each other. I say everyone would hang out with each other, but it was actually a boys vs girls "war" with spying, secret codes and the like, although I don't recall any actual fighting. You all know me. You know how awesome I am. What would Psychotic do in such a war? I came up with a plan to seal victory in this frightful war. I would pop the girls' bicycle tyres with drawing pins. It was beautiful. It was the child equivalent of dropping the A-Bomb on Hiroshima. The thing about this plan that really sucks is that I never even got to carry it out, because my brother blabbed to my parents. Yes, for merely plotting to do such a thing, we were both grounded for a year. I've loathed my parents ever since, and every night I secretly plot their violent murders.
that'll just get you grounded for over a year.