 I was bullied as a kid. I was a chunky kid and very short. The very first class, the majority, who all knew each other, decided that they were going to target me. And one kid in particular would take my hat and throw it across the room. And he'd hit me in the back of the head and say, what are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? And the girls would laugh. I finally got the courage to talk to my dad about it. Son, how long has this been going on? That from the very beginning, dad. What you're gonna do is you're gonna handle the problem. Only you can take care of this, son. And he got my mind prepared, physical being ready. After this whole thing's over, I'm gonna kick the living crap out of you. Oh yeah. And then he was scared. He was like, what, what, what? And I proceeded to beat the living crap out of this kid. Nobody touched me. Nobody laughed at me. Nobody wanted anything to do with me because most of them were there when I was pumbling their body.