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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I hate the Belgians
This happened during a trip to Belgium to comemorate the British men who died to defend their poxy country. Having just stood under the menin gate listening to the last post and being moved as much as any self absorbed 15 year olds could be we were leaving when a large and rather stoned group of Belgian appeared and started to beat us up. Except for my mate cheese who was offered weed and asked to look after their bags. Beating a hasty retreat to the coach we escaped with only minor casualties. As we tootled along the motorway we saw them in a vauxhall vectra giving pursuit. They tried to run a massive coach off the road in their little shit heap. The teachers stood at the front of the bus yelling 'dont provoke them'. I glance up to see my best friends arse pushed firmly against window sans trousers.
( , Fri 8 Dec 2006, 16:42, Reply)
This happened during a trip to Belgium to comemorate the British men who died to defend their poxy country. Having just stood under the menin gate listening to the last post and being moved as much as any self absorbed 15 year olds could be we were leaving when a large and rather stoned group of Belgian appeared and started to beat us up. Except for my mate cheese who was offered weed and asked to look after their bags. Beating a hasty retreat to the coach we escaped with only minor casualties. As we tootled along the motorway we saw them in a vauxhall vectra giving pursuit. They tried to run a massive coach off the road in their little shit heap. The teachers stood at the front of the bus yelling 'dont provoke them'. I glance up to see my best friends arse pushed firmly against window sans trousers.
( , Fri 8 Dec 2006, 16:42, Reply)
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