kamikaze jimmy
i believe this to be a pea, but my memory isn't great, so i can't say for sure.

jimmy was the driver of our school bus. he was a nice bloke, always up for a laugh and would happily look the other way if you decided to sneak on without paying. jimmy's favourite trick was to go around the roundabout outside the school as fast as he possibly could, whilst a number of kids clung to and swung from bars, stairs and seats. everyone wanted to get on jimmy's bus.
one morning, jimmy didn't seem to be his usual cheery self. when questioned, he told us that this was to be his last day, as he'd been laid off. none of us were pleased by this, least of all jimmy, who had decided he wanted to go out with a bang.
halfway up the road that the school was at the top of, jimmy suddenly yelled "HOLD ON!" and floored it. i'm not sure how fast we were going when we got to that roundabout, but it was faster than we'd ever known him go before.
round the roundabout we went. then round again. and again. and again. by the time he stopped, we'd gone around that roundabout 49 times and several of the teachers were standing by the gates, watching us with matching expressions of fury. as the bus stopped, the headmaster strode over to give jimmy a piece of his mind. now, i wasn't close enough to hear, but i was informed by several students that jimmy's response to this earbashing was "you can fuck off, too, this is my last day anyway."
the bus ride to and from school was nowhere near as fun* ever again.
jimmy, if you're out there, you're a legend.

*except the time the sixth formers turned the bus into a giant cake with flour and water bombs and eggs on the last day of term.
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Fri 23 Apr 2010, 18:17, Reply)