Tard fights back

I just have a kinda funny story about the retarded kid named Pat that I went to high school with. A lot of kids picked on him, though usually nothing too bad.

One day he wanted to play basketball with me and my friends, and my friend Tom started making fun of him. Tom started kinda dancing around and saying "Pat, Pat, the bad mother fucker, Pat. Pat's a bad mother fucker." Well I guess Pat had heard enough of it and decided that he was going to fight Tom. Pat was about 5'8 and weighed maybe 100 pounds, but he snapped, and charged Tom.

As he ran over to Tom, his eyes and mouth were wide open. He made that "UUUUHHHH" tard sound. Pat had REALLY bad teeth, they were all crooked and yellow. He bit Tom and wouldn't let go. Tom freaked out, he started yelling for help and trying to shake his arm free. It looked like something out of a bad horror movie, like Attack of the Retarded Vampire. None of us could help him, because we were laughing so hard.

Eventually I think Pat forgot why he was biting Tom and stopped. People didn't pick on Pat too much after that.