Master Bates
My physics teacher had the unfortunate name of Mr.Bates.
I don't think a day went by without someone shouting Master Bates at him.

I used to sit near the front of the class and would whisper "Mr Bates masturbates" every time he turned to write on the blackboard.

He didn't even react to it anymore.

After I'd left school I saw him walking down the road. I was genuinely pleased to see him and hurried over to say hello.
Sadly he crossed the road to get away from me.

In retrospect I don't blame him.
(EvilMeister, Fri 9 Sep 2011, 16:29, 1 reply)

There was a Master Bates in the year below me.
He really was a wanker, too. Thanks to him, I had to stop bringing knives to school.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Fri 9 Sep 2011, 19:33, closed)