Cool story on retard strong, bro. Many, many, many moons ago in high school, our P.E. teacher (One of the football corches) thought the best way to conduct class was to call roll, throw us a ball and say, "For the next 4 weeks, you're playing football. There's the field. Don't get hurt too bad." Then he retired to his office for Red Man and phone sex.
The "games", no matter what the sport, were always divided right down racial lines. At one point during our 4 weeks of soccer, one side of the racial line decided it would be fun to come to school wearing the biggest, heaviest boots they could find. They formed a circle and challenged any white mother trucker to enter the circle. Anyone who dared, got the ever-lovin' shit kicked out of them by about 15-20 guys.
Scotty (You know the one) was the only one who dared, over and over again. He thought it was part of the game and despite taking a shit stomping, he kept running into the circle. There was no game. Just a bunch of us sitting on the sidelines taking bets on whether Scotty was going to run back in there again. He usually did!
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