Kid called me a crybaby (I had ADHD) until 4th grade, stereotypical no-friend bully with a fugly buzz cut. Trust me, this kid was a loser. I see him at a sledding hill over winter break in 5th, so I decide to have some fun. I run over him a couple of times, flip him off, swear at him, that shit. He calls me a crybaby o the 20th time so, going down the next time (he and his friend barricaded themselves behind their sleds, bitchy wimps) I hop off my sled and beat him up a bit. He brags about how good he is and all, how he is friends with everyone (trying to be me, of course). By now I am laughing out loud, because I can tell he is trying to bullshit me. I tell him the truth (and his only friend) and fly down the hill. As I'm leaving, the 'all star little league baseball pitcher' whiffs a snowball from 5 yards away. I hit him dead on where his sled isn't covering him (bitch) and the snow is literally melting off of his face. I secretly flipped him off one more time for good luck. Bitch got rekt.