I was against a dozen angry 4-5 graders indoors, and they wanted to humiliate me. It didn't work out. I ugandos everyone. He hit with all his might right on the muzzles and belly.
BBPE, if anyone does not know, the principle that stands for "Hit the fucking woman". We are categorically against any use of force against women. But perhaps exceptions such as this story only prove the rule?
As supporters of this movement say: "BBPE is a preventive means of curbing immeasurable greed, hatred, arrogance, mischief, pride and other extremely negative female character traits that destroy our world and the foundations of normal gender relations."
The story of one multi BBPU
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“When I was in 4th grade, I once did a multi-FBBM, I was against a dozen angry 4-5 graders indoors, and they wanted to humiliate me by beating them with slippers. It didn't work out. I ugandos everyone. He hit with all his might right on the muzzles and belly. Full of wine and mastery.
It was in the sanatorium. in winter. they settled in the sanatorium for 2-3 months. there was a school there. Grades 4-5 lived in our building. The girls are in one wing, the guys are in the other. I arrived at the sanatorium 2 weeks later than the others, delayed the registration of the docks.
And when he arrived, he discovered a strangely formed matriarchy. There were almost as many guys as there were a little less women. But those have already begun to fill up with hormones and grow. And the guys remained too small, and in general some sluggish (one word of a sanatorium) and women became insolent. They decided where the group would sit in the dining room. They took control of the game room even table hockey, which they, females, did not rest against the clitoris, they squeezed themselves out. Well, in general, pissed off at the guys pushed around. And I, a simple Siberian boy, never allowed women to do such a shit on myself, and bent my own. I poked at them. I put a dick on their decisions, and that fateful evening "crossed the line." I tore off the knitted hat from the head of the main knot and threw it into a snowdrift and refused to pick up the ololo. And the girls decided to punish me approximately. For the edification of others. They bought a fat fucker Yegor (11 years old, 75 kg weight), exhausted by sanatorium diets, for a chocolate bar, and he lured me into the locker room, where a dozen fighting trains were waiting. He closed the door behind me and propped it up with a bedside table, still sitting on it, a fat nit.
Shot from the movie "Armor of God"
I somehow immediately squeezed myself into a corner and fixed my eyes on them. The girls began to yell, interrupting each other, reporting on my mortal sins and crimes against cunt. I didn’t answer, as it was immediately clear to me where everything was going, and I just waited. The girls quickly got tired of yelling into silent shchs and began the practical part of the discussion. We took the slippers in our hands and started beating me with them. stupid females. They thought I would cover myself with my hands and shrink. And I, after a couple of blows with a slipper, just started hitting. fists in fucking. He beat with a backhand and with straight, both hands, thrashed fucking. I just hit the carcasses in front of me to the point until the carcass began to disappear (settle, eat) and immediately hit the next one. It all took 30-40 seconds.
Shot from the movie "Armor of God"
And bam. I’m already standing, resting, flushed, my fists ache.. and in front of me is a field of fallen girls. Some are lying and moaning, some are sitting and moaning, some are leaning against the bench and groaning. Everyone is crying, stinging, each other, stupid fools. A blasphemy complains to whom? All are beaten.
I stood still neighing. He kicked once to the cludge, which went on the attack again. Decided to become a type heroine. Well, I kicked - calmed down. Sits like everyone else and whines. He knocked on the door and firmly promised Yegor ostracism from all the boys and fucked up personally from me, if he doesn't let him out.
Then I beat Egor. And later they burned him on rat-rats on the bedside tables and fucked him with the whole kid."
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