School Trips
Get 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!
Tell us how your school trip spiralled out of control.
( , Thu 7 Dec 2006, 10:37)
Get 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!
Tell us how your school trip spiralled out of control.
( , Thu 7 Dec 2006, 10:37)
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School Daze - Happy Days.
Well I have numerous stories and Milknosugar off here may have been at some of them.
Year 8 (1986) we went to the Lake District and the massive white trainer Jonny loud stitch jean wearing Mr Lovell is lecturing us halfway up a fucking mountain.
In the distance you can hear a jet coming, getting nearer and nearer till this Lea (sp) private jet flies over, Mr Lovell shouts "Look kids a Mig 29"
Yes you fucking cunt, Russian tactical fighters have been granted airspace to practice low level flying in the Lakes, cue me and several others not letting him forget it until 1990.
School trip to Italy (1989) got pissed in the hotel which was owned by a spitting image of Mario, who had twin 16 year old daughters who were fucking gorgeous. Cue me getting caught by him as I am practicing "Upside Down DJ'ing" on one of them. The next day we were going on a trip to Verona to see that poncy Romeo and Juliets balcony, however the weather turned shite and the teacher said on the mic on the coach - "Theres been a change of plan" - "boooo" "We are going to the San Siro" - YES - The Milan derby - fucking winner - met up with 2 Inter Milan fans who took me out that night back in Lido de Jesolo -
Wankered? - I was wrecked for days - I swear I got spiked - However all was not lost as we met up with Mario's daughters and I fucking rattled her on a lilo on di Jesolo beach.
Apologies for length - UP yer arse - Ill rape you.
( , Thu 7 Dec 2006, 16:42, Reply)
Well I have numerous stories and Milknosugar off here may have been at some of them.
Year 8 (1986) we went to the Lake District and the massive white trainer Jonny loud stitch jean wearing Mr Lovell is lecturing us halfway up a fucking mountain.
In the distance you can hear a jet coming, getting nearer and nearer till this Lea (sp) private jet flies over, Mr Lovell shouts "Look kids a Mig 29"
Yes you fucking cunt, Russian tactical fighters have been granted airspace to practice low level flying in the Lakes, cue me and several others not letting him forget it until 1990.
School trip to Italy (1989) got pissed in the hotel which was owned by a spitting image of Mario, who had twin 16 year old daughters who were fucking gorgeous. Cue me getting caught by him as I am practicing "Upside Down DJ'ing" on one of them. The next day we were going on a trip to Verona to see that poncy Romeo and Juliets balcony, however the weather turned shite and the teacher said on the mic on the coach - "Theres been a change of plan" - "boooo" "We are going to the San Siro" - YES - The Milan derby - fucking winner - met up with 2 Inter Milan fans who took me out that night back in Lido de Jesolo -
Wankered? - I was wrecked for days - I swear I got spiked - However all was not lost as we met up with Mario's daughters and I fucking rattled her on a lilo on di Jesolo beach.
Apologies for length - UP yer arse - Ill rape you.
( , Thu 7 Dec 2006, 16:42, Reply)
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