The Fifty-Thousand-Dollar Slap

Summary

I didn't want to sit next to the school bully.

But the bully's mom begged me not to switch seats.

She even held up five fingers to seal the deal.

So, when the bully acted up, I slapped him.

If he threw a tantrum? That was a one-way ticket to a beatdown.

I literally slapped him into an Ivy League school.

Then his mom wired me fifty thousand dollars.

Me: "?"

Wait, the hand signal meant money? I thought she was telling me to slap him five times a day.