I was the poor kid on scholarship, so most of my friends came from significantly wealthier families than mine. 

One of the richest kids was named Jessy and he was famous for having tantrums where he’d cause $$$ in damage, or start unhinged fights with other kids over nothing. He didn’t have any emotional issues or neurodivergence - he was just a spoiled d******d.

One day, we started a “Jessy has a Wessy” chant on the bus and he went nuclear. Like, a trying to scratch kids faces while screeching level tantrum. When he got off the bus, he ripped the sideview mirror of a car off. 


Jessy, if you’re out there, you have a giant f*****g Wessy.