Would have been the first rude thing THEY saw
One Christmas at school, we were to have a fete, the centrepiece of which would be a Santa's Grotto. Our usually scary headmaster would dress up as St. Nick and various younger siblings etc could be taken in to visit him.

The grotto was a large chicken-wire and paper mache affair, and us fifth-years were given the task of building it. One lunchtime, as we were about to apply the final layer of pasty newspaper to the inside of the grotto, one boy realised that the sack of newspapers we'd been given included quite a few Suns... and so, inevitably, when Santa entered the grotto for the first time, he found that the entire inner surface had been papered with Page 3 tits. It was a thing of beauty, almost hypnotic, with bulging mams literally filling your vision wherever you looked. Like a peek into Peter Stringfellow's mind.

Unfortunately we were forced to paint over it before the tinies arrived.
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Fri 12 Aug 2011, 13:45, Reply)