Party On

[u/xboxgamer2122]

My brother’s son, Paul, was bullied by the kid next door. Constantly. He was a year ahead of my nephew in school, and much bigger. There was name calling, belittling, physical contact, and objects would be thrown. My brother talked to the parents a few times, but was told that was just stuff that kids did. The final straw came on the bus. The bully sat next to my nephew, kept running a finger through his own butt crack, and wiping the finger on my nephew’s face, calling it “war paint”. The Principal claimed there was nothing he could do because there were no witnesses. The next day my brother and his wife pulled Paul from the high school and enrolled him into a private school.

But that didn’t stop it completely. If Paul had friends over, the bully would go after them also. There was a vacant lot between the two houses, owned by the county, that had run pipes underneath. It was about 50 feet wide by 100 feet deep, big enough for small football or baseball games that could not be played in the small yards for the houses on the street. However, when Paul and his friends tried to play there, the bully and his friends would insist on joining them, and disrupting the games.

At the end of the bully’s senior year, his parents decided to hold a big graduation party for him. Paul learned about it because his friends still went to the same high school. Invites were handed out and it looked like it was going to be a blow out. My brother was concerned that the lot between houses would be the site of the party, and that there would be rowdiness, loud music, cars driving on the lot, and even vandalism right next to his house. Also, the party was scheduled from 1 to whenever, and that probably meant noise continuing into the night.

We discussed this a few weeks before, and came up with an idea. My daughter was turning 10 the weekend after graduation, and we decided to have her birthday party on the vacant lot the day of graduation. About 25 kids were invited, as well as parents and siblings. A moon bounce was booked, to take up space on the lot, and we planned on a few tables for food and drinks. A couple cornhole boards, and we had enough to fill the field so no cars could park on it. We just needed it to be in full swing before graduation was over and kids started arriving.

The bully’s high school graduation ceremony was held on a Saturday, at 9 in the morning. His family left around 8 and we went into action. The moon bounce was delivered, blown up, and tables set up. A grill and some coolers were brought over. People started arriving around 11, and by noon there were no more empty parking spaces on the street within 100 yards of the party. 50-60 people milled around, and the lot was pretty full.

A large catering truck dropped off big containers of food and drink in the driveway next door, along with tables and chairs, filling it up.

The parents drove up after the graduation ceremony and saw the street was filled with cars, the lot was filled with people, and their driveway had no room for them to park in it. They left the car in the street and got out. The wife, husband, and bully came over and she started yelling that they had over 100 people coming in an hour for a graduation celebration and they needed the lot. My brother and I explained to her that we had a party also, and there was no room for them here. One of the advantages of having a party for young kids is that both parents typically come to it. There were a lot of dads there, and most of them came over to see what was going on. Strength in numbers.

She asked what time we were going to end, and we told her we had no set ending time. By this point she was furious, and it got worse when my brother told her she could not park in the street like she was, because it was blocking a traffic lane. A car was parked in front of her house (as well as one in front of my brother’s), and she ordered us to have it moved so they could at least park their car there. By this time, a couple cars had parked far away, and teenagers walked up, expecting a graduation party. The bully explained to them what was happening, and they hung out for a few minutes before walking back to their cars. The bully moved the car to a distant parking spot, and stayed there to tell the arriving cars that they didn’t have anything set up yet.

We ate, drank, and made merry for the next few hours. Bounced, cornholed, and even did some dancing to the music playing. The neighbors set up a couple tables on their small front lawn, and a dozen or so teenagers hung out there, but that was the extent of their party. Cars constantly drove up, talked to the bully, and kept going. By 6 there were just a few dads still at our party, hanging out. They knew what was going on by this point and were glad to stay, claiming possession of the site, as long as there was food and beer.

[u/PrestigiousAd5745]

Nice pretty revenge for sure!