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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soaked in sheep spurt
I think it was about in year 10 we went on this, GSE geography was a nightmare, and the only thing worthwile about it was that we got to go on a day trip to some dozy farmers feild to observe sheep paterns... or something, it was too mind-nubming to remember though.
It started off well, couple of my mates had their dirty mags out ready for the coach trip so we engaged in a spot of 'reading the articles'.
When we arrived we were to take up a partener and set off to do whatever it was we were supposed to be doing, which ended up not being anything the teachers could say. It seemed the logical idea that we should annoy some of the sheep wandering around there, and to our suprise, we eventually found a couple of shagging sheeps; after we'd finished laughing, we said to our mate, "how long is it?", so we get him to crouch down and explain it, unfortunately, we thought it would be funny to push the poor sod into teh banging sheep, cut to him falling face first into the sheep/ram whatever's schlong. The second he stands up we notice that there is a liquid running down his face, that sort of appeared to be sheep come, lo and behold... it was.
He's never forgiven us and we've never stopped laughing..
apologies for length, I was born with it.
( , Thu 14 Dec 2006, 20:26, Reply)
I think it was about in year 10 we went on this, GSE geography was a nightmare, and the only thing worthwile about it was that we got to go on a day trip to some dozy farmers feild to observe sheep paterns... or something, it was too mind-nubming to remember though.
It started off well, couple of my mates had their dirty mags out ready for the coach trip so we engaged in a spot of 'reading the articles'.
When we arrived we were to take up a partener and set off to do whatever it was we were supposed to be doing, which ended up not being anything the teachers could say. It seemed the logical idea that we should annoy some of the sheep wandering around there, and to our suprise, we eventually found a couple of shagging sheeps; after we'd finished laughing, we said to our mate, "how long is it?", so we get him to crouch down and explain it, unfortunately, we thought it would be funny to push the poor sod into teh banging sheep, cut to him falling face first into the sheep/ram whatever's schlong. The second he stands up we notice that there is a liquid running down his face, that sort of appeared to be sheep come, lo and behold... it was.
He's never forgiven us and we've never stopped laughing..
apologies for length, I was born with it.
( , Thu 14 Dec 2006, 20:26, Reply)
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