We threw a slightly simple boy into one of those large metal school bins
and then, whilst two boys sat on the lid, another five beat the sides of the bin with large sticks in order to deafen the boy within. For about twenty minutes.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 21 Feb 2012, 11:58, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

Looking back were utterly, utterly horrid
When we were 13 my the entire year in my house were sent to the Warden and subsequently a councillor for bullying the upper sixth, we were like fire ants on an elephant, what we lacked in size we made up for in herd mentality.
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Tue 21 Feb 2012, 12:02, Reply)

It's character building stuff.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 21 Feb 2012, 12:04, Reply)

A lad a couple of years below us was a cheeky little bastard
To teach him a lesson, we unlocked the lid from the outside bin, dumped him in it upside down, relocked it, and left him in there.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Tue 21 Feb 2012, 12:03, Reply)