
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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Sweet little old me went to uni in Bath where I read Environmental Science, well actually I mainly read Streetfighters magazine and beer mats, but that's another story.
Anyway, a silly old twunt of Geography Phd, camp as a row of tents, gay as a box of pixies (trust me I can spot my kind!) did me for harassment when I complained to my friend during the break, that the lecture was dull.
As vengeance I became a climbing instructor working with school groups. At every opportunity I would dangle geography teachers off cliffs and taunt them for their incredibly boring subject. What made this double fun for me was when I found one with a terrible fear of heights. Have you ever seen a scared six foot bloke wet himself because a cute little girly happens to remark that the rope could snap if he figits?
To this day I hate geography teachers.
As for the Phd twunt, he got a reputation for being a twunt and was eventually sacked. I hope that he had to sell his arse for a living and now looks like goatse!
( , Fri 27 Apr 2007, 0:18, Reply)
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