oh the tragedy
Boarding school was always fun, simply because we had a lot more time on our hands.

Our friend (or foe) in question was a malicious man, managing to piss off every and any person who spoke to him. One summer friday, he thought it'd be funny to place some grounded up bogcakes into our studies, and see our reaction. We had enough, and took it one step further.

On saturday leave, me and a few others went down to the local kwiksave and bought as much cheap bog roll as we could with our collective money, about 90-100 quid in total i think, then about a tenners worth of cheap and nasty bogcakes. after getting some funny looks from the cashier, we then clambered back to his study room, and started the dirty work. we crunched up the bogcakes into a fine dust, mixed it with urine and threw it all over his bed, desk and floor. then filled the room with the paper.

After filling his entire room with toilet paper (to cover the smell of piss), literally past head height, we waited with glee as he came back from leave monday. A little pissed off, he started clearing up the bog paper, until a while later we heard a yell from our lounge:

"What's that smell? This ain't fuckin funny you know"

little to say, we thought it was. He left the school at the end of the year.
(happyhardcoregabbatechno, Fri 14 May 2004, 18:46, Reply)