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"The best years of our lives," somebody lied. Tell us the funniest thing that ever happened at school.
( , Thu 29 Jan 2009, 12:19)
"The best years of our lives," somebody lied. Tell us the funniest thing that ever happened at school.
( , Thu 29 Jan 2009, 12:19)
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French Teachers
Miss Ballantine was young, petite and very sexy! She knew the effect her presence had on us pubescent schoolboys and I think she was quite flattered or even thrilled when we tried to look up her skirt! One boy dropped his pencil on the floor and then sat cross-legged under his desk peering up at Miss Ballantine’s legs, minutes ticked slowly by. Eventually she said “You’ve had quite enough time to pick up your pencil!”
Miss Ballantine was always giving detention, but she couldn’t always remember who was supposed to be staying behind and so I often just went straight home. Sometimes I would sit next to her on the bus to school the morning after skipping detention and she never mentioned the missed detention.
In RI one day I saw the inscription “Boxhall had a fuck with Ballantine “in the bible that had been handed out at the start of the lesson. Mr Boxhall was our RI teacher. I showed the inscription to my mate next to me and he took it out to Mr Boxhall. After a quick interrogation to establish that it was not me who wrote in the bible, Boxhall marched off to the Head’s office.
Later that day a special assembly was called and Mr Morris ranted on about how he had to destroy a copy of the holy book because it had been desecrated with filth. The culprit was never found.
The other French teacher Mrs Moore was a buxom Yorkshire lady. Despite her slightly (ahem) fuller figure she used to wear quite smart dresses. The hooligan element of the class thought the appearance of Mrs Moore’s dresses would be improved with a few ink splashes (this was in the days when fountain pens were still in common use). I think 3 or 4 dresses were ruined! I thought it was a mean trick as she was fair and a good teacher, but obviously I couldn’t snitch on my classmates.
Mr Fletcher the English teacher was an around nice guy. We didn’t play any tricks on him, but we failed to point out that his flies were open and his todger was semi visible through the opening in his undercrackers! His next lesson was a class made up entirely of girls!!! He was a good sport and I think he saw the funny side
( , Thu 5 Feb 2009, 10:20, Reply)
Miss Ballantine was young, petite and very sexy! She knew the effect her presence had on us pubescent schoolboys and I think she was quite flattered or even thrilled when we tried to look up her skirt! One boy dropped his pencil on the floor and then sat cross-legged under his desk peering up at Miss Ballantine’s legs, minutes ticked slowly by. Eventually she said “You’ve had quite enough time to pick up your pencil!”
Miss Ballantine was always giving detention, but she couldn’t always remember who was supposed to be staying behind and so I often just went straight home. Sometimes I would sit next to her on the bus to school the morning after skipping detention and she never mentioned the missed detention.
In RI one day I saw the inscription “Boxhall had a fuck with Ballantine “in the bible that had been handed out at the start of the lesson. Mr Boxhall was our RI teacher. I showed the inscription to my mate next to me and he took it out to Mr Boxhall. After a quick interrogation to establish that it was not me who wrote in the bible, Boxhall marched off to the Head’s office.
Later that day a special assembly was called and Mr Morris ranted on about how he had to destroy a copy of the holy book because it had been desecrated with filth. The culprit was never found.
The other French teacher Mrs Moore was a buxom Yorkshire lady. Despite her slightly (ahem) fuller figure she used to wear quite smart dresses. The hooligan element of the class thought the appearance of Mrs Moore’s dresses would be improved with a few ink splashes (this was in the days when fountain pens were still in common use). I think 3 or 4 dresses were ruined! I thought it was a mean trick as she was fair and a good teacher, but obviously I couldn’t snitch on my classmates.
Mr Fletcher the English teacher was an around nice guy. We didn’t play any tricks on him, but we failed to point out that his flies were open and his todger was semi visible through the opening in his undercrackers! His next lesson was a class made up entirely of girls!!! He was a good sport and I think he saw the funny side
( , Thu 5 Feb 2009, 10:20, Reply)
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