One of probably many stories
When I was in Yr7, I managed to go on a residential trip, with only Yr8 kids. Extra young and impressionable, I yearned to fit in (or at best not get the shit kicked out of me!). The trip was on a farm, that had horse's stables converted into bunk rooms, tons of fields to get up to crazy shit in, and an archery field.
Day 1, we arrive just as night falls, and we're on a team hide and seek. Seekers have radios, hiders have their wits. So cue me and my friend Judah running in the middle of the night across a field, noticing what looked like an orange glow. Judah reaches out and OW.. (but the git kept it quiet enough that I was none the wiser). "Here GravyJoy, come touch this". OK, ZAP. Bloody electric fence! Still the third guy on our team didn't hear what us 2 had done, so naturally I passed it on :-)!
Day 1: Night time. One rather large guy in our group, sleeping on the bottom bunk, 3 or 4 guys get up at midnight, piss on his sleeping bag, making the guy think he'd wet himself (poor guy)
Day 2: Wake up, all is going to be good today, get up to usual crap. Decide that to fit into the group more, I should somehow abuse this large lad. Decide the best way is to use his suitcase as a trampoline. I was found out, promptly bollocked (rightly so, what the fook was I thinking).
Day 2 evening: the faggies have found a suitable place to sneak off and smoke and promptly do so, waking half the camp up as they go
Day 3: Oohh, archery today. Cue one lesson in Bow and Arrow safety. I.e. if you have a problem, put the equipment on the floor, pointing down the range, and walk back. Cue previously mentioned Judah, pulling his bow back so far, his arrow gets stuck in the bow. Cue Judah, turning around pointing the thing at ME, shouting "Sir, this bloody things stuck". Cue me practically shitting myself!
Day 3: Horny ladies in our group decide to sneak a peek into the guys room to see people getting changed, only to find previously mentioned fat kid getting changed, wearing only socks. Fat kid notices ladies, and instead of covering his shame, proceeds to style his hair. (In hindsight, fair play!)

End of first Residential experience. Spent the next year avoiding Fat Kid. If Fat Kid is reading, I am truly sorry for being a shit in the crowd!
( DavyBoyInGravyJoy Grey Goose Vodka on Ice, nothing finer, Thu 7 Dec 2006, 15:15, Reply)