Extreme DodgeBall
While the above may sound like fun, I and probably thousands of other guys who attended my old High School can assure you it is most definitely not. Especially when it was Mr Evans (real name, can't be arsed thinking of a false one) taking PE.

Now this guy was a prize arsehole. He was a typical bully who preyed on the weaker boys in our class and would find great pleasure in mocking the kids who couldn't climb the ropes. Most of us would have no problem with the ropes but there were those that struggled, in particular one of our classmates S. S was an Indian kid and rather over-weight and when it was his turn to climb he would struggle big time, he could only manage to sit on the knot tied at the bottom unable to lift his bulk upwards. He would just sit there on the rope looking longingly at the ceiling as if trying to will himself to the top.

One day when S was dangling at the bottom, obviously fucking mortified once again and close to tears, Mr Evans decides to shout

'Come on S look at the state of you. You look like a gorilla swinging in the jungle'.

Prick.

DodgeBall though was the worst. A hard plastic volleyball would be used and the rules were that Mr Evans would hurl the ball as hard as he could whilst terrified bare-chested boys would run like fuck to escape the incoming projectile. This was really sore if it caught you and could sting for days after if you got a sore one. One time He targeted another classmate D and walloped him a good few times full pelt, the fourth or fifth time though he hit D right in the stomach causing D to cry. For this he got called a poof by our good teacher and ended up with a massive fucking bruise which was almost black by the end of the day.

Next PE lesson and D had quite rightly decided to play a bit of truancy that day and upon noticing his absence, Mr Evans asked of his whereabouts. We told him that D had been rushed to hospital the night before because he was pissing blood. We also said something about potential internal damage. That was the only time I have ever seen the colour literally drain from a persons face, it was a glorious fucking picture ladies and gentlemen.

Of course he would find out soon enough that it was a lot of shite, but for that one instant the look of shock and sheer terror on that cunts face will stay with me always. :D
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