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:lol:A neat memory i have from my childhood Halloween was when my female teacher 'aciddently' fell on to the ground. Purposely to get another male teahchers attention, you could see that clearly. What happened were: She didnt get attentopn from the person she wished for, instead another rather rowdy kid started groping her down below and upwards. She turned around quickly to slap the molester only like a woman can do, instead Gaylord-Batman with a skullmask stands before her still fonding her breasts.
He were brave, and took quite a deal of damage from his parents from what he did later on.
Sadly i were not to witness her actions after that for i was at the toilet fapping.
The End.
My friends were the real trouble makers though, smearing butter along the railings in the staircases, spitting in peoples books, smearing nut sweat on backpacks. They gave everyone a nick name too. One of my frienbds drop-kicked some huge fat bitch they called the "yeti" right in her chest and knocked her out of commission for a whole week.
this one retard was caugh whacking off with his hand down his pants when a very very hot sub teacher was teaching. same retard also got raped by 4 girls. they striped him of his clothes then beat him. I also ran over the fuck with my bike one summer.
When kids shit themselves in class they used to be given fresh (!?) underpants and clothing out of "lost property". Anyhow, on the day it happened to this dim-witted albino called Stanley he was brought back wearing these hilariously tacky checkered pants that looked like they'd been stolen from a wino and teased so much that he did it again just to get out of the things.
When you're a girl, you get into these petty "I'm your best friend / no I'm not" relationships, and anyway, my best friend didn't want to be my best friend anymore, and started hanging out with this other girl. They started to pick on me at the sub stop, to the point that I didn't want to go anymore. I told my parents, and instead of calling their parents, they gave me practical fighting tips, such as wear boots and dig your fingernails in behind the ear.
So one day, I go to the sub stop early, and they come and start up their shit, so I grabbed my "ex-best friend" by the hair and slammed her face into the fence a few times before I started fighting them both. So I'm kicking ass, and there's blood everywhere, and the sub drives up.
Immediately, I burst into tears, and they make the three of us get on and sit right behind the driver in opposite seats. When we got to the school, I got to go home for the day as an excused abscense, and the pair of them got suspended for the week, without the teachers so much as asking us what happened.
When I was in third grade there was this kid who would chase girls around the playground and annoy people. The teachers hated him, so I felt kind of sorry for him. One day he thought he was an Ocelot for some reason so he bit me on the arm. Hard. Ripped out some flesh too. I have to say, I didn't feel too sorry for him after that.
Me and my friends in 3th grade used to pass the time away during recess/lunch period by digging. We'd go in the sandbox area and either carefully dig out dirt clods by using a stick and creating a shape, digging it out, and then digging under it, preserving a piece of sand/dirt that was stuck together. At first, they were about the size of a lime. As our technique was honed, they began to take larger, more menacing shapes.
The biggest one we ever created was about 1' by 1.5' by 6" give or take. It was a massive slab of dirt/sand. It seriously took a few of us to carry it (we weren't the strongest 3rd graders, or it was really dense... who knows). Anyways, we found a kid that was playing in the sand a little bit aways, and proceeded to take 3 of us to hurl it through the air and hit the kid over the head with it.
The kid was seriously knocked the fuck out. We were scared shitless, and ran away. Apparently, he was only temporarily stunned, but we seriously though we killed him.
In the second grade I knew a kid that would vomit literally every day at the exact same time. Every time snack time rolled around he would drink this disgusting stuff called "moo joose" and promptly vomit about 15 minutes later.
Every elementary school has at least 1 RETARDED KID...Well the one at my school was named Ben Meyer, not usually I guess retards arent very aggressive but Ben..oh fuck no..Ben would grab you from the back when you least expect it and stab your back with his chin (with that retard strength you know?).
One day Ben went fucking berserk and slapped the shit out of a girl on the playground and grabbed this kid named andrew and proceeded to fucking jab him so fucking hard with his chin that andrew was wailing in pain..It was like a hostage situation, the playground was cleared and the faculty was trying to talk Ben into letting him go..Ben just responded with random: "SHADAAP"'s and "AYEYAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"...Which where the only 2 things he ever said rofl...
In grade 8, we were playing soccer, and this stupid bitch that I hated was about to get the ball from me, so I reached out to grab her, and grabbed a handful of hair, and pulled as hard as I could. She screamed, and I almost got suspended, except I played it off with tears and the "I only meant to grab her shirt, sir..." card.
In 6th grade, I crushed and snorted fizzy smarties on a bet. It hurt like hell and my nose started bleeding like a faucet.... I hated my teacher, so I let it pool in my hands for a bit, rubbed some on my face for effect, then told her I needed to go to the nurses office because I was dying.
She went into hysterics, totally freaked out, then puked on the floor.
:icon19: Oh dear god that's goldIn 6th grade, I crushed and snorted fizzy smarties on a bet. It hurt like hell and my nose started bleeding like a faucet.... I hated my teacher, so I let it pool in my hands for a bit, rubbed some on my face for effect, then told her I needed to go to the nurses office because I was dying.
She went into hysterics, totally freaked out, then puked on the floor.
Cellph0ned!!! :icon19:One day in the middle of my 8th grade science class our teacher told us that sperm contains sugar. One of my class mates said aloud, "Then why does it taste so salty?" Everyone looked at her as she turned blood red and ran screaming out of the classroom.
That was shamelessly ripped from bash.org you know.Yeando wrote:Cellph0ned!!! :icon19:One day in the middle of my 8th grade science class our teacher told us that sperm contains sugar. One of my class mates said aloud, "Then why does it taste so salty?" Everyone looked at her as she turned blood red and ran screaming out of the classroom.