25 People Admit the Worst Things They’ve Done for Good Reasons

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A friend of mine was cycling home from work and a car drove past in the opposite direction and threw a bucket of water in his face. He turned, enraged, to see that the car was slowing into an unexpected clump of traffic. Seeing an opportunity for vengeance, he peddled like fuck down the street, leapt off the bike, roundhouse kicked the wing mirror off and started screaming like a mad ape at this kid for him to get out of the car and receive a whoopin’. Needless to say the f*cker rolled his window up as fast as it would go and cowered like a little b*tch in his seat.

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I was 14 years old at tennis day camp. There was this 8 year old kid at the camp who looked up to me and my friend, and would sit with us at the dining hall, hang around us etc. We enjoyed his company and became protective of him when this group of three quite vicious 8 year olds would pick on him for being Asian. They’d come to bully him and we’d be there to back him up, and so we ended up exchanging words with this particularly mean trio.

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I used to work with mentally and/or physically disabled children in high school and most of them were great kids. One exception was this kid brad (13-15 years old) who was confined to a wheelchair and was the biggest piece of sh*t I have ever met. He would tell me daily I was going to burn in hell for eternity because I had gauged ears and wasnt LDS. This little f*cker would purposely shit and piss his pants just to mock the people who cared for him and literally had to wipe his ass. On my last day at work, literally 5 minutes before his ride came, he pulled the old “oh just dropped a fat shit in my pants, you better clean me up” act. So I took him into the bathroom and blasted him with some reality. Basically telling him that just because he’s in a wheelchair doesn’t mean he can be a giant assh*le. Then I told him I wasn’t going to clean his shitty undies and took him and his sh*tfilled pants out to the bus and sent him on his way.

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When I was 12 my mom was really good friends with this lady who had a younger son, he was probably 6. When my mom’s friend would come over, she would bring him, and he was an absolute cretin. He was a little assh*le and would constantly break my shit. I couldn’t stand him. Well, I got fed up with it one day and when he was in another room I took black markers and wrote “SAM” (his name) on the wall in big letters. To sell it, I used my left hand and even wrote the “S” backwards to make it more convincing. When she came up to get him she saw the writing and yelled at him, followed by multiple “I’m so sorry!”s to my mom. When she asked him why he would do such a thing, he started crying and pleaded that it wasn’t him! When everyone looked at me, I just shook my head in disgust at him and never said a word.

Written by Irvi Torremoro

Irvi Torremoro is an Austinite by way of Las Vegas. She's worked in various outlets in food & beverage and is now focused on writing, eating all the things, talking about Beyonce, and petting all the puppies. She runs flavorandbounty.com, a lifestyle blog about people in the service industry.