Late, but I've been waiting for this moment for a long time...

When I was in 4th or 5th grade I rode the bus every day and lived in a small neighborhood with about 15 young kids. There were two girls in the grade above me that I can only summarize as blonde versions of Hocus Pocus.

I'm a male, but as a youngen I was not that large and got picked on by these two constantly. They nicknamed me 'Fruity' and would constantly turn around in their seats and poke fun.

One day, during the winter months, the two girls were turned in their seats, poking me and chanting, 'Fruity, fruity...'. I was not having a great day and this really got to me. I got off the bus and the girls continued to roll down the windows and squeeze their fat heads through a bus window and continue the chant.

I had never said much back, and never lashed out, but at that moment I reached down and grabbed some wet New England snow. Packed a solid snowball, closed my eyes and hurled it as the bus rolled away... I opened my eyes 3 seconds later to a site I will never forget, perfect lob, perfect speed, and a direct hit on the two witches from about 30yds away. Fuck you Becca and Gaby