Not to worry, though. The school administration called an assembly (or something) to demonstrate her mad weightlifting skills, after which the bullies were humbled and thereafter left her alone.
Broomie lives in the land of After School Specials and Lifetime Movies.
Stop it you guys. All of her tall tales are true. Because she saw it on the internet.
That’s her reasoning, I kid you not.
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showpost.php?p=18215664&postcount=49
To make fun of you for starting a thread so trivial as to be nonsensical?
OMG REALLY? THANK YOU FOR SHOWING ME THE LIGHT!!!
Now let me tell you about the time some people kicked my spouse out of the shopping mall for being a cripple and then forced me to go get mutilated at Piercing Pagoda.
Ah, that hired thug.
What an oeuvre! The torments, the tribulations, the random strangers saying unspeakable things, the femurs, the grills, the vomiting medical students, the shovel wielding spouse, the cobbler stalker…
ETA: The Piercing Pagodo!
Did ya get the ole giblets pierced?
I liked the one about the husband braining the would-be thief with a shovel, and then when the cops came, they told the thief how lucky he was. The last thief they vanquished ran off with a crossbow bolt stuck in him.
I admit it. I made up the bit about the Piercing Pagoda. And it wasn’t a shopping mall. Just a couple of typical broomshit stories about people going out of their way to be horrible to her and her husband for no apparent reason except that everyone is out to get her. One had something to do with pressuring her to get her ears pierced and in the other, someone told her husband that “cripples” weren’t welcome or some baloney like that.
After two days of pondering such weighty matters as why baked potato skins are crispy rather than crunchy, whether string cheese should be peeled into strips before eating, and whether to bother getting dressed on your day off, I’m surprised you aren’t anxious for a bit of inconsequential fluff.
When I was a kid a friend of mine touched a very hot kerosene lantern with the manufacturer’s name in raised lettering. He had a burn in the shape of the manufacturer’s name in mirror writing on his hand.
Course it healed up entirely and didn’t leave a scar. But I guess if it had been a more serious burn…
Exactly.
You might want to reread Vinyl’s post really, really slowly. Click on the links for additional help.
Was it Yrag Nmaeloc?
Oh, snap!
The whole pimple story was pretty cool, though. It would be a shame if that was fictional.
Nameloc, even.
The one about the woman who steals a handicapped space from The Spouse and tells him that cripples and retards shouldn’t be allowed to drive is a perennial favorite in my household.
I certainly hope so. It may be our best clue to finally locating Tanis.
MY theory: dude had someone’s name tattooed on his ass. They broke up and he decided to have it removed. They didn’t do that great of a job, so when he met Broomstick, he gave her some story about sitting on a grill. 
Nope. That’s the answer. Think about it.
Did the guy have burns on both ass cheeks?
If not they’ll never get the height of the Staff of Ra right.