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I Drank Meths (pointless teenage things you did to shock)
As a teenager I spent a whole summer bare-foot to show I wasn't going to bow to rules imposed by society.
(soon forgot all about that idea when the pavements got icy, I tell you)
I was telling a friend this when he trumped my story - he used to put water in a meths bottle and drink it in public. See, that'll bring down society.
What similarly classy nonsense have you got up to in the name of rebellion?
Apologies for accidentally closing this question earlier
( , Thu 19 Jul 2007, 12:07)
As a teenager I spent a whole summer bare-foot to show I wasn't going to bow to rules imposed by society.
(soon forgot all about that idea when the pavements got icy, I tell you)
I was telling a friend this when he trumped my story - he used to put water in a meths bottle and drink it in public. See, that'll bring down society.
What similarly classy nonsense have you got up to in the name of rebellion?
Apologies for accidentally closing this question earlier
( , Thu 19 Jul 2007, 12:07)
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Those were the days
Back in the days of real chemistry teaching, I found the delights of "vigorous exothermic reactions".
Having made my "vigorously exothermic device" I found the ideal place for it, a 6" pipe which ran under the school pond which was a 3' square concrete affair, shunned by all aquatic life due to the cleaners regularly tipping their mop buckets full of bleachy water into it. With the delay set at approximately 10 minutes I waited, watching from my chemistry lesson, for the gout of flames from the pipe I was expecting.
There was a deep thud, felt through the floors of the whole school followed by a VERY loud bang as the whole pond blasted off into the air, over the chemistry block, over the main hall, over the swimming pool and landed on the all-weather pitch, some 150 yards away. I was impressed, my teachers and the bomb squad less so.
This was merely one of the incidents that prompted my headmaster to brand me "a charming, witty and erudite thug" in my final report.
Git.
( , Fri 20 Jul 2007, 9:03, Reply)
Back in the days of real chemistry teaching, I found the delights of "vigorous exothermic reactions".
Having made my "vigorously exothermic device" I found the ideal place for it, a 6" pipe which ran under the school pond which was a 3' square concrete affair, shunned by all aquatic life due to the cleaners regularly tipping their mop buckets full of bleachy water into it. With the delay set at approximately 10 minutes I waited, watching from my chemistry lesson, for the gout of flames from the pipe I was expecting.
There was a deep thud, felt through the floors of the whole school followed by a VERY loud bang as the whole pond blasted off into the air, over the chemistry block, over the main hall, over the swimming pool and landed on the all-weather pitch, some 150 yards away. I was impressed, my teachers and the bomb squad less so.
This was merely one of the incidents that prompted my headmaster to brand me "a charming, witty and erudite thug" in my final report.
Git.
( , Fri 20 Jul 2007, 9:03, Reply)
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