Yes, many times.
In Kindergarten through 8th grade (US school system), girls would openly say Im the ugliest man on Earth or that they’ve ever seen. It was pretty routine (at least once a year) that the class would play a game/prank where theyd try to “set me up” with whomever they considered the ugliest girl of our cohort. Even this ugliest foid (the girl would change every grade year, but I remained unanimously voted the ugliest boy every year) would be shocked and offended that anyone would suggest that she’s of my level.
Several of the years the other kids (almost all niggers, a few spics and some crackers) would cover my eyes, grab me and abduct me from the cafeteria and push me onto that years selected ugliest girl (also blindfolded and pulled to be close to me, except in the rare odd year that theyd find a dumb enough foid that she would *believe* that they found her a nice, big, strong matching tyrone for her and that she just needed to stay blindfolded and they’d bring Javonte big paintroller lips over to kiss her)..
Of course even in the cases they could hold the selected frog queen down long enough to bring me close to her, her eyes would open and shed also fight to break free lest she ends up being made to kiss my currycel ass. In every single case, I managed to punch, scream, kick and even bite my way free from these terrorizing niggorilla rituals, but theyd go on to insist the rest of the year that they “saw” me kiss Felisha or whomever. They would also make jokes and frequently ask a girl whether she’d sleep with me (first it was “kiss” but by second grade, it was “fuck,” niggers mature sexually early) if I were the last man on earth and if the sheboon would pause more than a second to answer “no,” the diss would be “ewww.. you had to *THINK* about it??!?”
There were frequent jokes where guys and girls would ask a girl “would you rather sleep with a homeless guy or have to kiss (jeet; me)?” Or “would you rather eat/drink teacher’s (pick ugliest most clearly disabled and sick groid teacher) shit out of the toilet or have to kiss Jeet?” The bullying me, regular beatings (often resulting in visible scars and injuries) and absolute humiliation and ridicule of me continued for the better part of a decade, all the way until i placed into a magnet high school filled with other ricecels and currycels (because my currycel math skills saved the rest of my genetically inferior ugly curry-self). At home, my dumb jeet parents didnt care that i was bullied and beaten and practically pissed on at school for being an awkward brown currycel.. they were the poorest among jeets and therefore had to live in nigger habitat (the jungle) and when I’d complain about it my stupid little jeet father would just torture and beat me more as my mother cheered on (i was the product of a failed abortion anyway, as she always reminded me, she didnt want me and so she revelled every time my dad tried to murder me). As i was an ugly awkward autist jeet, nobody gave a shit. Even the cops and child safety services laughed off my complaints and called me immature and said to listen to my parents (somehow, my dad wasnt as ugly as me and the foid cops and social workers would get close to him, convinced by him and take his side). I would get comments like “he looks like hes antisocial” or “he lookslike he wouldnt have a lot of friends” or “he looks like a nerd who doesnt play sports” even by social workers and cops.
I just wished I would die every day growing up and 3x tried to hang myself but was too weak of a little currycel to succeed.
