Breakdowns...
I went to a fairly hardline catholic school (hell...brimstone...etc), and when I was 14 or so, we were all delighted to hear of a scandal. The head of RE had been on holiday in Australia with her husband, and he'd got into a spot of bother with the law.
She'd eventually come home alone, and we were none the wiser as to why he was being held over, until the local paper got wind of it. This particular paper was a vile, sensationalist shitrag, but nonetheless has a fairly good audience in the area.
So imagine our surprise when we pick up copy of the paper on Wednesday morning to see said teacher's wedding photo on the cover.
Long story short, scumbag husband had picked up a 14 year old rent boy in Sydney, got his rocks off, and was subsequently being blackmailed by rentboy's pimp (or whatever they have). Husband gets 7 years, teacher gets embarassed.

This woman was a truly horrible example of humanity. She'd reduced many a 12 year old to tears with accusations of "being a slut," so when we saw this opportunity, we had to run with it.
Cue my mate Dan running to the shop to buy 30 copies of the Herald, distributing evenly, and lying in wait for our RE lesson.

Within 5 seconds of her walking in and seeing us all reading, she fell to the floor, in the foetal position, and started sobbing.

Didn't see her again for about 5 months, and rumour has it she'd been sectioned for most of it.

And I'm the one going to hell, eh?
(kccat does NOT look like Joe 90, Mon 2 Feb 2009, 13:28, 1 reply)

When you get there...
.. say hello to her hubby from me.
(Overdrive fucking loves you!, Mon 2 Feb 2009, 13:41, closed)