rock bottom into a cloverleaf or ankle lock.
funny story: 8th grade n we wanted to start our own backyard fed. we had every1 who wanted to be in it sign up in homeroom w a name, finisher, n theme song. about 30 of the boys signed up.
lunchtime comes n were all hyped, makin plans to meet nearby after school n really hash it all out.
7th period comes n i hear a few names called to the auditorium. then a whole bunch more 5 mins later...then i realized the names theybwere callin were from the list we made
finally they call me n a few others n we walk into the auditorium packed w most of the 8th grade boys n a few from 7th grade cuz they got word of what we were doin n started their own list lol so we had a immidiate assembly about the dangers of backyard wrestling n how its unsafe n we all had to sign a form that said we wouldnt do backyard wrestling afterschool smh
as we were walkin out a few of my boys started light BULLshyt CHANTS n i was like lol yeah this is bullshyt! n my fkn cac assistant principal yells for me to go to the office n gave me a whole week ISS. muthafukker!
lol fukk middle school!
"It was a accident"
I used to bring out the cookie sheet and go to work for my finisher.
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