Well, that taught 'em
Sammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 14:54)
Sammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 14:54)
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Crofton Junior School, sometime in the 70s. Here comes the school bully, a big ginger twat with a Bobby Charlton haircut and buck teeth. As usual he's supplementing his pocket money by extorting the little kids dinner money. Gets to me, and I am outraged at his bad behaviour, and before he even starts with his threat spiel I thumped him in the gob. Down like a sack of potatoes, minus one buck tooth. Claret everywhere, and my fist hurting like anything.
Certainly the first time I ever hit anyone, though sadly not the last time I've had to.
Despite being a huge bastard he avoided me for the next year or so, until he left. I was scared shitless in case he got the drop on me the next time.
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 16:24, Reply)
Crofton Junior School, sometime in the 70s. Here comes the school bully, a big ginger twat with a Bobby Charlton haircut and buck teeth. As usual he's supplementing his pocket money by extorting the little kids dinner money. Gets to me, and I am outraged at his bad behaviour, and before he even starts with his threat spiel I thumped him in the gob. Down like a sack of potatoes, minus one buck tooth. Claret everywhere, and my fist hurting like anything.
Certainly the first time I ever hit anyone, though sadly not the last time I've had to.
Despite being a huge bastard he avoided me for the next year or so, until he left. I was scared shitless in case he got the drop on me the next time.
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 16:24, Reply)
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