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YoureJustJealous |
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we had absolutely no security at our school so a freshman just waltzed into our school with a gun one day. he chickened out on shooting anybody so he just
went to the bathroom in 2nd period and shot himself in the head.
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JamesM |
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On April Fools, there were live goldfish in the guy's bathroom toilet and heavy-cream like substance all over the urinals....
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Nonentitled |
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April Fool's day someone put lotion on several doorknobs.
Fun times. |
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superguppie |
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Some girl named Debbie's hair caught on fire from a Bunsen Burner. This was not surprising given the generous applications of Aqua Net in the '80s.
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WiscBadger95 |
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HazelEyes48 wrote:One day in frosh Engrish class, our late-20s, cute teacher was wearing a sheer blouse over an equally sheer bra. Needless to say, it was the talk of teh school all day long. I was also witness to the incident that led to tube tops being banned in our school. This really busty chick was wearing one, when someone came up behind her and pulled it down. I was standing right in front of her at the time. |
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superguppie |
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Yes, lifting up skirts and pantsing people and the like were all the rage at my school. I used to wear those hideous sack dresses that were popular at the time
with shorts underneath.
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ObservingEgo |
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One time during biology lab, I ran out into the the hallway with my fetal pig and threw it down the stairs. |
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clever trousers |
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One time my dad died, and you know what? That was not a good enough excuse to get out of exams. WTF?
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nomellons |
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Catholic Girls school in the 80s -- we were subjected to locker and car searches, if the school found anything you were immediately kicked out of school. We
had 45 girls kicked out for drugs/alcohol during my 4 years there. That number does not include the 15 pregnancies.
I took classes at the adjoining Boys school -- their teachers were even more harsh. If you hosted a party over the weekend and the school found out about it you were kicked out of school on Monday. The most awful suicide happened my senior year, a guy named Steve killed himself by strapping his belt around a railroad tie. He was a member of the track team -- he strapped himself to a tie near a railroad crossing he knew the team would run past. We ran past right after the 3:40 train went through -- GRUESOME |
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Remington Steele |
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For trousers: John McCain wants you to make them famous.
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RobVanStratus |
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There was a brutal fight between this girl and her boyfriend. He was cheating on her with a bunch of school sluts and she wanted to embarass him, so she kicked
the shit out of him. He actually tried to fight back but no one got in the middle of it because he was weak as fuck and she broke his nose by smashing it into
a locker and then threw him through a glass window into the courtyard where people were eating lunch.
There was a huge gang fight after school one day. I heard rumors about it and they planned to just start fighting by the main entrance and anyone wearing colors of the one of the many gangs was going to get dragged in. I of course wore almost all blue that day and of course the crips were in the fight. I nearly shit myself when I heard about it and I'm amazed I didn't get dragged into the fight. I walked in on two really hot guys blowing each other in the bathroom. I wasn't really sure at that point if I was gay/bi but after I saw that I knew I liked guys. My only regret is that I didn't accept their invitation to join in. I remember tons of food fights. That was a popular senior activity, to start a food fight the last week of school. I missed it my junior year but I lucked out, cause apparently the dipshits brought in super soakers full of bleach and that was quite the fucking mess. And then one week, this girl got her ass kicked everyday at lunch by this group of sisters. You'd think the school by the 3rd time it happened would get the hint she was being beat up by sisters, but they didn't. It provided lunch entertainment 5 days in a row though. The retarded kids at my school made cookies and sold them in between classes. There were always rumors that they spit in the batter or did other nasty shit to it. I walked by the class one day and saw one of them sneezing into the batter. I never bought another cookie. Lots and lots of bomb threats, even though my freshman year was 9/11. And speaking of 9/11, they never told us shit that happened that day. My art teacher had pictures of it online and I thought it was a photoshop. Then my mom picked me up and I found out everything. It was really nice after that for about 2 months, no one fought anyone and the teachers weren't so hard on us, since some of the students had lost family members. I nearly fought my bowling coach senior year. It was the only year I made it because it was one of the more competitive teams in the school to get on. I think he hated me because I sucked the first day of tryouts and then killed everyone the last 2 days, and the fact that I refused to suck up to him like the other pricks did. So basically he treated me like shit all season, I got to bowl in only like 6 games. He'd constantly ridicule me for missing incredibly difficult shots. So one day we were in the parking lot getting ready to go to a match and he pulled me aside because he didn't like my attitude. I responded by telling him I didn't like being treated like shit and watching him favor whoever sucked up to him the most. I reported it to the higher ups in athletics but they didn't do shit. He'd play nice if they came to matches and then when they left he'd insult me. So when I had to turn in my team bag at the end of the season, I chucked it at his head in front of the athletic director. He got up and I could tell he wanted to hit me, but didn't because he'd lose his job. :) I got the last laugh in the end, even though I don't like bowling as much as I used to. |
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mountaineer20 |
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it is a mystery wrote: Please tell me this was field hockey. I cannot fathom someone saying they 'hit a goal' in ice hockey. I really tried to let it go, but I couldn't. I went to an all girls Catholic school. I played lots of sports and got good grades and didn't really ever get into any trouble. Booooring. |
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louie77 |
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In junior year chemistry the teacher would give us tests, and then point to the giant periodic table on the wall, say "don't look at that", then leave the room. Had the best chemistry teacher, he missed half the year due to a heart attack, and when he came back he didn't really care. Just passed everybody, no matter what you filled in on the tests. And he'd also talk trash about every other teacher in the building. Apparently he was really strict before the heart attack, and when he came back he just wanted to be stress free. It was an all boys Catholic school, so there wasn't as much drama. But a lot of fights involving the blacks. You'd walk down a hall way and just watch people dropping their books and going at it. Which provided for some good entertainment. A new theology teacher came in Junior year, really hippie, peace loving guy. I liked him a lot, but he got fired mid-year for going on a anti-war rant, and a teacher whose son was in Iraq found out, and got him fired. 9/11 happened my first day of high school. We also got 0 info on what was going on at the time. Got the enxt day off cause of it, apparently like 5 kids had parents die or something. I never really talked to anybody, and was pretty much known to most people as the kid who was most likely to start a Columbine. Which was pretty ridiculous, since I was friendly to anyone who talked to me. |
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someonestolemyfries |
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In tenth grade, I lost my math book and had to borrow the teacher's. The next day, after I forgot to bring the book with me, my math teacher grabbed me by
the shirt, slammed me against the locker and threatened me.
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WoodstockZ |
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My art teacher was total psycho, a fail meant getting tossed out the window or down the steps from the third floor. I wouldn't have mindied if it was math
but it was art dammit.
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ObservingEgo |
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In seventh grade my usual math teacher was ill; we had a substitute teacher. He was a genteel, elderly gentleman and clueless about the atavistic behaviors of adolescent and over-privileged kids. Everyone behaved horribly; later that night he died of a heart attack. |
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WoodstockZ |
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My seventh grade math teacher was an antique married to the antique history teacher, they were both totally stupid but very strict. Not as strict as Mr.
Reynold's the art teacher, he was a total psycho.
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WiscBadger95 |
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Our sophomore bio teacher was very "Christian" -- not in the conservative, Bible-thumping, anti-evolution way; this was more the peace & love
70s-type Christianity. Anyway, she was probably in her mid-30s and we were all convinced she was still a virgin. As a prank, one of my buddies made this
huge-assed dildo in woodshop (he sanded it down real nice and varnished it and everything) and left it on her desk one day before class. We could tell that she
noticed it, but she tried to act like it wasn't there. One of my other buddies said he saw her take it home with her at the end of the day.
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Small Town Boy |
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louie77 wrote: Aww, that totally made me weep. Ive always made a point to talk to socially inept people. I feel your lonliness. |
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Atomic Plunger |
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