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(Tue 2nd May 2006, 11:13, More)

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» My first love

Hazy memory,
but I was about 5, just started school and her name was Claire. We loved each other, and i decided to show my love to her in the only way i knew how - I found a twig, dipped it in dog shit and wiped it on her jacket.

The school gave me detention for the rest of lunchtime. Funnily enough, we are not together any more.
(Fri 21st Oct 2005, 14:22, More)

» Inappropriate crushes

I've got a crush on a squirrel
but it's OK because it's not a normal squirrel, it's a squirrel with tits

(Fri 29th Sep 2006, 11:22, More)

» Your Weirdest Teacher

Papa Brunton
We used to have a maths teacher, "Papa" who was married to our English teacher "Mama". She was an evil hell bitch, and he was very quiet and quite shy.

And he looked like Penfold.

Anyway, Papa had a metal plate in his head, for christ knows what reason, and he was a bit strange. When he got wound up, he used to stand at the front of the class and headbut the blackboard, which all of his classes used to fully encourage, by all humming quietly until he'd had enough, and started nutting away.

That is all. Oh no, it isn't..

Our Biology teacher and our plastic knee'd English teacher had a food fight in the canteen after Biology teacher mocked english teacher for being a vegetarian.
(Fri 11th Nov 2005, 10:12, More)

» The Weird Kid In Class

There were three girls who were at our high school, one in my year, size of a house, mentally a bit slow, and a couple in the years below, both disabled, one severely (who later died).

It was a well known fact (not just cruel playground gossip), that their dad and their grandad were the same person.

That's what happens when you live in the sticks.......
(Fri 19th Jan 2007, 12:17, More)

» The Weird Kid In Class

Andrew was very quiet. He was the weird kid, and he was in my class for the first two years of high school. Hard to describe what made him weird, he was extremely quiet, looked and dressed a bit odd. He didn't interact with any of us, in fact he looked at us all with utter contempt. He also used to blow his nose all the time, noisily, with a proper handkerchief. Not kleenex like what us common scumbags used.

Andrew also had a psychotic temper.

We first discovered this in French, where I was taking the piss out of another girl, Mary, saying she wanted Andrew to do all sorts of sex on her.

Whether this touched a nerve, or he really didn't want to do all sorts of sex on Mary I am not sure, but Andrew decided the best way to deal with this was to chase me round the class room, pin me to a wall in a corner and try to strangle me (bearing in mind I was the biggest kid in our year, and Andrew was this oddball stick thin runt), whilst the teacher and the rest of the class looked in horror.

After discovering Andrews temper, it then became our mission to break it as often as possible, with sometimes disasterous results (yes, I was a cunt at school).

Other memorable reactions include smashing my best mate round the face with the side of a badminton racket (left a mark for about a fortnight), and, after having sawdust put down his back during a craft and design lesson, having to be restrained from stoving another mates head in with a hammer...

Fun times!
(Fri 19th Jan 2007, 12:32, More)
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