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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at sixth form we went on the annual skiing trip, mainly made up of spotty oiks. First night and someone decides to have a party in their room, lots and lots of cheap booze purchased from nearby shops. I had my first, but unfortunatley not my last, episode of getting humungously pished. Apparently everyone decided to go to the disco downstairs- me and a couple of others only lasted 5 mins as too pissed to stand up let alone dance. Next morning woke up with massive hangover lying on the floor of our room. All the beds had been thrown out of a window by some of the less pissed spotty twunts.They had also broken down our door for which we had to fork out the dosh to replace it.The teachers then blamed us for everything else that went wrong during the rest of the week. As soon as we arrived back in UK the first thing i do is slap the chief twunt and threaten to kick his head in if a comes within 10 feet of me again, felt a lot better after that.
Ignore the length feel the width- long and thin too far in, short and thick does the trick.
( , Tue 12 Dec 2006, 15:37, Reply)
at sixth form we went on the annual skiing trip, mainly made up of spotty oiks. First night and someone decides to have a party in their room, lots and lots of cheap booze purchased from nearby shops. I had my first, but unfortunatley not my last, episode of getting humungously pished. Apparently everyone decided to go to the disco downstairs- me and a couple of others only lasted 5 mins as too pissed to stand up let alone dance. Next morning woke up with massive hangover lying on the floor of our room. All the beds had been thrown out of a window by some of the less pissed spotty twunts.They had also broken down our door for which we had to fork out the dosh to replace it.The teachers then blamed us for everything else that went wrong during the rest of the week. As soon as we arrived back in UK the first thing i do is slap the chief twunt and threaten to kick his head in if a comes within 10 feet of me again, felt a lot better after that.
Ignore the length feel the width- long and thin too far in, short and thick does the trick.
( , Tue 12 Dec 2006, 15:37, Reply)
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