School fights
I don't remember much of the fight - it'd been building for weeks, petty things, knocking over my stuff, calling names - but it didn't last long... He hit me, I hit him, then *whack* he connected with my jaw and it all went black.
Coming round, surrounded by some friends, it was apparently "really cool". All I know is my head hurt. A lot.
Tell us about the legendary fights at school.
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 10:43)
I don't remember much of the fight - it'd been building for weeks, petty things, knocking over my stuff, calling names - but it didn't last long... He hit me, I hit him, then *whack* he connected with my jaw and it all went black.
Coming round, surrounded by some friends, it was apparently "really cool". All I know is my head hurt. A lot.
Tell us about the legendary fights at school.
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 10:43)
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I went to a naughty school in gravesend
after getting thrown out of grammar, there were fights at grammar but nothing would prepare me for the fights at my new school
because only girls fought at my new school
every thursday or friday in the car park behind the netball court two of our chavilicious bulldogs wouls await another to storm onto the arena amongst cheers and heckling and they would then proceed to explode together in a flurry of scratching, swearing, screaming, hairspray and shoes, to be eventually broken upo by either a VERY brave female teacher or a policeman, usually the latter
sugar, spice and all things nice these girls were not composed of, the boys just didnt seem to fight at this school, they probably felt emascualted as i can assure you all us male viewers did, but WHAT A SHOW!
after going to grammar the idea of mixed school really excited me, but i´ll tell you this was the holy biscuit
god it turned me on
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 12:19, Reply)
after getting thrown out of grammar, there were fights at grammar but nothing would prepare me for the fights at my new school
because only girls fought at my new school
every thursday or friday in the car park behind the netball court two of our chavilicious bulldogs wouls await another to storm onto the arena amongst cheers and heckling and they would then proceed to explode together in a flurry of scratching, swearing, screaming, hairspray and shoes, to be eventually broken upo by either a VERY brave female teacher or a policeman, usually the latter
sugar, spice and all things nice these girls were not composed of, the boys just didnt seem to fight at this school, they probably felt emascualted as i can assure you all us male viewers did, but WHAT A SHOW!
after going to grammar the idea of mixed school really excited me, but i´ll tell you this was the holy biscuit
god it turned me on
( , Fri 10 Mar 2006, 12:19, Reply)
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