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!
Tell us how your school trip spiralled out of control.
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chthonic, Thu 7 Dec 2006, 10:37)
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Quantum leap styleeWe went to some lame ass leasure centre, an they offered everyone a choice for the afternoon, either play squash, or play pool (!). I went squash, while all of my then mates played pool and called me a gay. We later heard a massive riot took place in the pool room, cues broke over backs, lights and windows smashed, pool tables danced on and felt torn off to make makeshift whips. All the main offenders (my little scrote friends) went into a spiral of punishment/retaliation, which resulted in them being drug dealing smack heads. I feel squash saved my life, as I would have undoubtably been the ring leader if I was there. Thank you ziggy.
It's long, but I'll love it regardless.
(, Sun 10 Dec 2006, 14:13, Reply)
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