School TripsGet left behind? Go somewhere utterly amazing? Get bollocked by a lardy coach driver? Find out the school nurse was secretly bonking the Geography teacher? All these and more on just one five day trip to the Dorset coast. Whahey!
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chthonic, Thu 7 Dec 2006, 10:37)
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I felt my first breastson a school trip. Her name was Caroline. I was a very happy boy.
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disasterprone "Pyjamas caused the Holocaust", Thu 7 Dec 2006, 11:15,
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