First post, probably first of many...... here goes.........
Right, amongst the many years of my life, which I ultimately wasted at some of the finest schools in the worst borough in the country, there are two significant eventsa which stick in ones mind:

1) The day I realised that the Noble prize for Any Kind of Scientific discipline would be beyond me....... being asked to enter your science lesson by your teacher, who at the time had just arrived from a fag a caffiene break to UNLOCK the classroom, only to find that magically some student, or students had used the only essential skills they knew to break in via the fire escape, and turn on and light every single bunsen burner tap in the class room. Watching the panic sink in was something of a joy, but not being able to do anything in Science that involved heating things until I changed school, was not.

2) By the time my 3rd or 4th year had rolled on, I was sadly in the position whereby I pretty much knew these were not life long friends, and school for all of it's efforts, was not the arena i would best thrive in, thus when asked if I could use my significant Mary J habit to procure a class mate some supplies, I was all to happy to oblige. I ultimately bought what he asked, but smoked it that evening with some other non-life long friends, and arrived home wondering what I could use for a substitute. Dried Basil, was the best I could find, I knew he wouldn't tell the difference as he lacked a "frame of reference". The result was that he asked another classmate (who by this time was in on it) to roll for him using A5 PAPER. A5! A f*cking 5! the result I was lead to beleive was nothing short of a digusting nausiating, lung burning abortion of a spliff. Sadly I too that Lunch time got wasted and told a few other people, by the next day, the nameless individual had been christened Baz. Too this day I feel so pruod and yet ashamed of the event, but damn did we laugh. A f*cking 5!
(Randyqueen Hangin' out the back of Lady Boys, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 14:33, Reply)