We had the most brutal dodgeball games in jr high.

Mr Skeleton would be off getting drunk in his office and tell us to play dodgeball.

Since he was in his office getting plastered, anything went. Headshots, low blows, brutal firing squads where the last survivor was backed in to a corner and mercilessly executed.

I was really bad for grabbing somebody by their waistband, picking them up, and then using them as a human shield. Lot of guys cried about the wedgies, but boo hoo for them.

I was really bad for wall shots. I'd intentionally miss somebody, bounce it off the wall behind them, just so it'd hit the back of their head and give them whiplash.