Back in 1983... There was a 6th grade kid that used to pick on me when I was in 3rd grade. Everyday on the walk home from school he would push and shove, put me in headlocks, etc...
One day I lost my mind and hit him upside the head with my backpack that had my steel Return of the Jedi lunchbox in it. When he was on the ground I just kept wailing on him with it. Bloodied up his nose and put a nice gash above his eye. He ran home screaming as he ran in his front door. It was straight outta the Christmas Story movie.
Why am I posting this?
1. Yes, we could walk to and from school in the early 80's
2. Return of the Jedi was badass
3. Steel lunchboxes were even more badass. My brother handed down an Adam 12 lunchbox that was equally badass.
4. That's how you handled bullies back then. I never cried to my parents, the school, or my big brothers.
5. That kid never fucked with me again.
One day I lost my mind and hit him upside the head with my backpack that had my steel Return of the Jedi lunchbox in it. When he was on the ground I just kept wailing on him with it. Bloodied up his nose and put a nice gash above his eye. He ran home screaming as he ran in his front door. It was straight outta the Christmas Story movie.
Why am I posting this?
1. Yes, we could walk to and from school in the early 80's
2. Return of the Jedi was badass
3. Steel lunchboxes were even more badass. My brother handed down an Adam 12 lunchbox that was equally badass.
4. That's how you handled bullies back then. I never cried to my parents, the school, or my big brothers.
5. That kid never fucked with me again.
