Any juicy /b/tard stories? I'll start with one from a couple years back.
It needs a bit of backstory.
>Be me, grade 12 in a academically selective school. Everyone
>End up sitting next to the grade's 'that guy' in Engineering.
>He's a North Indian fellow, sorta short, major Applesausage.
>Everyone thinks he's a sped, probably aspergers. We call him 'Ankle' behind his back.
>Whenever people say 'oh my god' or 'bless you', he immediately says 'Yes I am god'/'Yes I bless you'.
>Teacher is giving a lesson on aerospace materials sience, Ankle obviously isn't paying attention, he's on his macbook.
>Since I'm sitting next to him, he shares his exploits with me.
>He's searching up images of shit.
>Grinning ear-to-ear, he tells me he's going to airdrop it to everyone else in the class.
>I repeatedly tell him to reconsider, but he's not budging.
>He ends up sending it to one person, the school prefect(S.P) one row behind us.
>I hear S.P's phone go off, Ankle does too.
>He turns around and insists on S.P checking his airdrop. S.P does so after Ankle keeps annoying him.
>"Ankle what the fuck is wrong with you?"
>Ankle just grins at him and asks if he liked it. S.P doesn't respond, avoids interacting with him for the rest of the lesson.
>Class is over a few minutes later fortunately. It was also the last class of the day, so I didn't see anymore from him that day.
There's more stories, but they're mostly minor stuff.
>>3037>haha, I am going to send people pictures of stool
what is he, 12?
Pretty sure he was either 17 or 18 back then.