Rawr!
It was clear that B had dropped a tab just before biology when, mid-lesson, he stood up and left, explaining politely that the teacher, Mrs F, had just turned into a lion, and he wasn't willing to be taught by a lion.

Instead, he went to one of the lawns and spent the rest of the afternoon talking to the daisies.

My favourite detail of this is that noone batted an eyelid - even the staff took it in their stride, on the grounds that there was generally no accounting for him. Moreover, since it was such a nice day, his decision to stay on the lawn was entirely reasonable.
( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 15:08, 4 replies)

A friend of mine dropped acid during a GCSE history lesson
I would like to say that he went on to do amazing things with his life, but he didn't.
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 15:12, closed)

Was he called
Gordon? in Kirkcaldy high school?

Quite apart from not doing well, he went on to get a PhD in History and then went on to singlehandedly fuck up one of the greatest countries on Earth.
Probably still doing acid; it would explain a lot...
( uberdeity Wondered why Owen Lars knew of the term "hell" on, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 15:25, closed)

No
he was/is not Gordon Brown
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 16:14, closed)

Ah, Mrs F
god rest her.

she was ace.

/happy days.
(happylittletulip helpless and delicious, Thu 29 Jan 2009, 15:37, closed)