The PE Teachers
As I cast my mind back I can't think of a normal PE teacher in any school I've been in. They all seemed not quite right in the head in some way or another.

Mr M, a little, ginger, wrinkly PE teacher, would loudly exhort us to wash under our foreskins in the after PE shower. He would also join us, naked, in the showers in order to check that everyone had showered, bellowing as he did so that there was "nothing more natural than being naked". He would occasionaly comment on the endowment or quantities of pubic hair of anyone who got to close him.

Mr J, was welsh, unbelievably thick set, had an enormous unibrow and if he wasn't running around the playing field, he wore a permanent expression of confused irritation, as if the world was too complicated for him. If you were no good at cricket he made you stand as far away the action as possible so you "didn't get in way of the action", and if you sat down or started talking to someone he'd yell incoherently at you until you stopped doing it.
(supermeerkat, Fri 11 Nov 2005, 12:31, Reply)