Skipping punishments...
I went to school with a great deal of cock-ends, but one of the more offensively stupid tits was a retard called James Mallender.

One of our standard punishments was to run up a hill called Winder, and take a brass-rubbing of the trig-point Plate to prove we'd reached the top..

this punishment was usually bestowed upon miscreants who were messign around after Lights-out... and had to be completed before breakfast the next morning. So.. the night you recieved the punishment, you'd be getting up at 3am, getting into your running gear, and preparing for a 2 hour run, with a signed bit of paper....

It was usually Mallender that got us caught, and it was he that came up with the worst excuses.

*At the base of the hill "I can't go on, my knee has locked" ... then WALKS to a bench and sits down "I'll wait here.. it will have fixed itself by the time you come down.. can you take my bit of paper?"

*My favourite.. Half way up... bear in mind that this isn't even a munroe.. It's 1550 feet.
So.. Half way up... "I can't go on.. I have altitude sickness"


Twat.
( Humpty Dumpty was Pushed Is unaware of having any limits., Tue 13 Jun 2006, 21:13, Reply)