DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG I’VE WAITED FOR THIS GIFSET!?
Yesterday a 17 year female, who attends Lancaster High School in California, was beaten by a football player, on school grounds, for being gay. After receiving over a dozen blows to her jaw, head, eye and head, all he received was a 5 day suspension by the Lancaster School District. She suffered from a fractured jaw and multiple concussions to the head and the Deputy Sheriff advised her mother to re-think her wanting to file charges against the football player because her daughter pushed him back. The school ended up documenting “assault” charges on the victims school file, NOT the football players!!! To make things worse, the Deputy Sheriff warned the victim, by saying, “Just so you know, if you file charges against him, I’m taking his side.” We’re attempting to raise awareness and bring this story to light because Lancaster High School is trying to sweep this “Hate Crime” under the rug!
The scuffle began shortly after noon when a student let someone cut in line. The 14-year-old boy told the girl she shouldn’t do that. After words were exchanged, her friend, a 17-year-old girl, pushed the young boy backwards causing him to fall over the railing, said Deputy Michael Rust.
Another student stopped his fall. Suddenly the two girls began to punch the younger student. The girl who pushed the boy was dressed as and appeared to be a boy and was more than 20 pounds heavier than the young boy, Rust said.
The young boy defended himself and fought back, thinking he had been attacked by another boy. After a couple of punches were thrown, the school security arrived and stopped the fight. The school’s deputy from the Lancaster Sheriff’s Station cited the two students and released them into the custody of their parents, Rust said.
“After he found out that it was a girl, he was very remorseful,” Rust said.
Deputies are still interviewing the 40 students who witnessed the scuffle. However, so far all have agreed on what happened, Rust said.
Meanwhile, a flurry of false statements about what happened by people who live as far away as Kansas have bombarded the internet. The school, the sheriff’s station and local news media have been flooded with calls from people asking if the postings on Facebook and other social media sites are accurate.
The young man has received several threats against his life from people who have read the inaccurate statements and are unaware of the facts.
A poor kid got death threats for getting his ass kicked by two much older girls for complaining about cutting in line.
If it was a girl you’d be loosing your fucking minds.
Get on it.
this fucking website
Note that even though this kid got jumped by TWO girls and basically got the shit kicked out of him, he STILL FELT BAD for defending himself because he hit a girl.
“HUR DUR muh society teaches men it’s ok to hit women hurr duuuuuurrrrrrrrrrr”
Another working title was “Pony Problem: Solved.” A bit late, since the episode has been out for a while, but I wanted to draw Gilda doing what Griffons do best. Taking the prize and letting the ponies fall.
When boys complain about bra straps being distracting, and start comparing it to pulling out their cock, do they fucking realise that a bra is underwear, not genitalia? And the equivalent would be them walking around with their pants so low that their boxers are showing, which they would never do… OH WAIT
When I was a kid I thought your 20s were supposed to be fun, not filled with perpetual anxiety about financial stability and constantly feeling like an unaccomplished piece of shit.
That’s because it was fun for baby boomers and they basically gave us this impression it would always be like that, but then they ruined the economy.
Back in 2010 I mainly did tech support for a bunch of
private customers and small businesses, including a family-run clinic that ran
tests and certified health for insurances here in Italy.
I
booked a vacation in October 2010 for Tokyo, Japan, and managed to
double- and triple-warn all my customers that I wouldn’t be available for the
2-week period.
My vacation arrives, and I’m in Tokyo.
It’s 3 am and my private (non-work related) phone rings.
Client: (from the
clinic)Where the f**k have you been? I’ve been trying to reach
you for two days.
Me: (trying to forcibly
open my eyes) Who is it?
Client: We need you in the clinic, right away, the server is stuck
again!
Me: (still confused) Can’t it wait, it’s pretty late…
Client: We need it now! The whole customer database is unavailable
and we need the printouts for tomorrow morning.
Me: Ok, what did you do to the poor server?
I’m treated with an excessively long and carefully crafted story in which he
blames the poor server about the virus he tried to install after downloading
some porn archive via emule.)
While he’s telling this story, I put the phone on handsfree, and managed to
put on a japanese robe, wash my face, head down the elevator with my laptop
bag, and grab a cup of complimentary coffee from the lobby. I sat on the sofa
with a nice view of the street and the still-open restaurants and started the
procedure to ssh to my home server and tunnel to their ip.
Then, I had a sudden realization while I was waiting for the connection, or
maybe the coffee kicked in really quickly, as I stared at the deserted road in
front of me.
Me: Why did you call me while I’m on vacation?
Client: Yeah, sure, you on vacation?
Me: You do realize I’m actually on vacation, as I warned you (looking
through the mail I sent him) multiple times on June 28th, August 1st and
September 10th?
Client: You didn’t!
Me: You replied to all three emails, wishing me a happy vacation
and in your last reply, you asked if I could bring you an ancient katana.
Client: So, can you be here before closing time?
Me: Again, let me clarify: you do realize I’m in Tokyo, right?
Client: Ok, I guess I could stay a little late…
Me: Apologies, again: I’m in Tokyo, Japan, a mere 14 hours flight
from you, and you dialed an international number which you’ve been connected to
for (checking my mobile screen) 45 minutes 30 seconds now.
Client: So, what happened to my server?
I hung up, remotely rebooted the server and run the integrity checks, and emailed
the usual bill to the owner-accountant(his father) with an added 50 euro as
“tax for mental deficit of the customer” and another 50 for “very long range
consultation fee.”
When I told him what happened, he paid without complaining.
4 years later, I’m still trying to figure out what city in Italy sounds like
“Tokyo” to make him believe I could reach him in less than an hour.
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
