There was a boy in my music class called Michael Green.
He looked and acted 100% like Danny Kendall from Grange Hill. A grubby little shit who came and went as he pleased, getting through hundreds of fags in the process. He was expelled from our school and then from every other one in the area and was relucantly taken back again.

He took a swing at Mr Symes (himself an utter cunt), booted the double doors of the music room open (ground floor) and did a runner across the rugby field to freedom. Before he'd got more than 30 yards every overlooking window in the school was packed with cheering boys, waving him on. It was fucking superb.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 16 Jan 2012, 17:23, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

Amazingly, throughout the whole incident, to my knowledge, not a single boy crapped themselves.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 16 Jan 2012, 17:23, Reply)