Oh dear, I have a few!
We had Mr Everington, who was simply awesome. Would scare you to death if you dared cross him, but other than that, awesome. Would bring in his guitar (played infront of pink floyd before) and play us songs all lesson, and was just a really nice guy.

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The more-than-awesome Mr Phillips; he had Bananaphobia (a real fear of bananas), which kind of tells you everything you need to know about the guy. My friend Sean put a banana on his desk after the gossip got around, and he refused to go in the room. We also squirted him with a fire-exstingisher through a keyhole once, that was fun.

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Our art teacher had a nervous breakdown (I was proudly not responsible for this, we got on really well) in what seemed to be a few seconds - the result of which was her running out the room screaming. Oops.

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The most bizarre so far has been an A-Level finance teacher; whenever he wanted people to be quiet he'd make a duck noise. To counter this I bought a duck-whistle. He then bought in a rape alarm, and would set that off; which just made people hate him.

He was usually joined by our Irish marketing tutor, who would literally drink vodka infront of us and skew and confuse us all day long. An example of his handwriting is here, where he finishes off with "Bye Slut". :(

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My currently degree is quite normal; bar a tutor who is scarily akin to the nasty-guys from Dark City. He has the grin and gestures and everything. Help :(

BUT! Going back to school for the finalé;

"A 46-year-old father of three who worked by day as religious education teacher at Oakmead College of Technology in England was fired after ex-pupils recognized him at his night job as a male stripper. He claimed he needed the work to clear debts and his mortgage."

That was my PSE and RE teacher, the man who was incharge of teaching us about sex was a stripper. Hooray! He was fired, but appeared on Richard and Judy's morning show too once they found out!
( stevierar, Wed 9 Nov 2005, 19:40, Reply)