I spent alot of my school years high, so it was alot more amusing for me than everyone else.
We didn't play 'pranks' so much as tear our teachers to bits. We've had a few teachers take time off sick after giving them nervous breakdowns. Namely our form teacher, who was stuck with us for two years, after we'd terrorized him for 3 years as our music teacher.
One thing in particular I remember is that there had been something on TV the night before, with a guy going round asking strangers for a bum. So someone just shouted it across class, hoho, very funny, but the teacher picked up on it (and we'd always said he was gay too) and he asked what he meant by "a bum" and the lad in question explained it meant a sweet, as he had a bag of chocolates at the time.
So, a week later, it was some sort of event, I think it was just before breaking up for christmas, our form teacher Mr Jackson, has a large tin of quality streets, and is asking everyone in our class if they fancied a bum, and that the deputy head was rather fond of strawberry bums.
Oh, I miss that.
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