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 Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:37 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 8:40 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 9:54 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 11:38 am
Well that was fun. Had a nice debate with one guy in the comments. Haven't had that in a while.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 2:47 pm
s**t, Uryu here, 3-day'd. Again. Probably because some p***k left a comment on my profile about my username and I fired one back.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 3:43 pm
owenmarco s**t, Uryu here, 3-day'd. Again. Probably because some p***k left a comment on my profile about my username and I fired one back. ... wtf.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 5:38 pm
That's nothing compared to some of the fooling around we did at MY graduation, yet no one got in any trouble.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 6:02 pm
We had one beach ball get thrown around.
One of the teachers even knocked it back up into the stands.
Prep rallies were something else.
Lots of beach balls and s**t.
Nothing overly insane, no streakers, Rick Rolling (although it wasn't that popular then), most insane part was when the group of goths threw water balloons at the preps.
They gave me one and I was going to throw it but I remembered I couldn't run fast.
They went ahead of me threw theirs and bolted. I turned around quickly and walked all nonchalant like to the shop room where I disposed of the evidence in the trash.
While I was walking slowly and calmly to the shop room, as the group of goths rounded the corner down the hall one hall monitor and the principal ran after ********, they ran really damn fast.
The same group was talking about bringing two goats or pigs to school, painting the number '1' on one, and the number '3' on the other and greasing them up with lard and letting them loose in the commons.
Was all talk, but I would have pissed myself laughing if they did.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 6:18 pm
OberFeldwebel We had one beach ball get thrown around. One of the teachers even knocked it back up into the stands. Prep rallies were something else. Lots of beach balls and s**t. Nothing overly insane, no streakers, Rick Rolling (although it wasn't that popular then), most insane part was when the group of goths threw water balloons at the preps. They gave me one and I was going to throw it but I remembered I couldn't run fast. They went ahead of me threw theirs and bolted. I turned around quickly and walked all nonchalant like to the shop room where I disposed of the evidence in the trash. While I was walking slowly and calmly to the shop room, as the group of goths rounded the corner down the hall one hall monitor and the principal ran after ********, they ran really damn fast. The same group was talking about bringing two goats or pigs to school, painting the number '1' on one, and the number '3' on the other and greasing them up with lard and letting them loose in the commons. Was all talk, but I would have pissed myself laughing if they did. Our campus was bisected by a drainage wash that was most often empty, but it was deep enough that there was a bridge on it about 15 feet long and just wide enough for a car. On one side was the office, cafe, gym, and the arts classes, on the other was the two main class buildings. My senior class snuck out during class and built a cinder-block wall across it, then spraypainted s**t all over their creation. Took the janitor 15 or 20 minutes to tear it down so it wasn't bad enough to DO anything about, but it was still hilarious. Then a couple days later some other jackasses put froot loops and tinsel all over the lawns and spread bits of dead cow around. It was ******** disgusting, and impossible to clean up. They tried, but they never caught whoever did that. During the graduation ceremony though? We were told specifically NO BULLSHIT or you won't walk. A couple kids pushed it, but everyone walked. They did have this retarded rule about 'no tennis shoes' though, and that pissed off a bunch of people.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 6:38 pm
Fresnel OberFeldwebel We had one beach ball get thrown around. One of the teachers even knocked it back up into the stands. Prep rallies were something else. Lots of beach balls and s**t. Nothing overly insane, no streakers, Rick Rolling (although it wasn't that popular then), most insane part was when the group of goths threw water balloons at the preps. They gave me one and I was going to throw it but I remembered I couldn't run fast. They went ahead of me threw theirs and bolted. I turned around quickly and walked all nonchalant like to the shop room where I disposed of the evidence in the trash. While I was walking slowly and calmly to the shop room, as the group of goths rounded the corner down the hall one hall monitor and the principal ran after ********, they ran really damn fast. The same group was talking about bringing two goats or pigs to school, painting the number '1' on one, and the number '3' on the other and greasing them up with lard and letting them loose in the commons. Was all talk, but I would have pissed myself laughing if they did. Our campus was bisected by a drainage wash that was most often empty, but it was deep enough that there was a bridge on it about 15 feet long and just wide enough for a car. On one side was the office, cafe, gym, and the arts classes, on the other was the two main class buildings. My senior class snuck out during class and built a cinder-block wall across it, then spraypainted s**t all over their creation. Took the janitor 15 or 20 minutes to tear it down so it wasn't bad enough to DO anything about, but it was still hilarious. Then a couple days later some other jackasses put froot loops and tinsel all over the lawns and spread bits of dead cow around. It was ******** disgusting, and impossible to clean up. They tried, but they never caught whoever did that. During the graduation ceremony though? We were told specifically NO BULLSHIT or you won't walk. A couple kids pushed it, but everyone walked. They did have this retarded rule about 'no tennis shoes' though, and that pissed off a bunch of people. Yeah, they said no bullshit, but we never had to sign anything nor did they tell us what kind of bullshit. I think all they said was; What you're getting up there is a blank piece of paper with a ribbon and you get your diploma down the hall, if you screw up you don't get your diploma. This wasn't a senior prank, birthday prank on some kid, they serran wrapped a kids car with one or two of those industrial size rolls. Under the car as well. So they wrapped top to bottom, front to back alternatively.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 6:54 pm
My senior class left 4th period and wrote all over the school in chalk. Other than some people writing inappropriate comments on the grounds and someone writing on the girl's bathroom stalls in Sharpie, it was all good, harmless fun.
Except that night was the senior banquet.
Then on the last day of school, a bunch of people had a water fight in the parking lot, and I ALMOST trash-canned a freshmen who had had it coming all year long. Only reason I didn't was because a teacher warned me that he could press charges if I did.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 7:19 pm
Yeah, the senior party.
I missed that.
I wasn't going to stay there the whole night, just for 2 hours because I was tired and frankly I didn't want to spend the night with a bunch of strangers.
Anyway, the b***h at the door wouldn't budge and wanted me to pay the $50 to get in.
Well, later that night when I got home, at about 10:00, the stupid b***h called the house and said that I would be able to go and only had to pay $25.
I didn't go, I was asleep at that time, my mother woke me up to ask if I wanted to go.
Would have been nice to have some fun with my friends before I never saw them again, but no. denied because some tightwad c**t.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 12:35 am
At our graduation ceremony one of my friends actually hot glued some live .380 ammo to his cap. I was surprised the teachers didn't say a word. I would assume people would go bat s**t crazy just for the ammo even if there is no gun. I was known for always wearing a camo hat so I printed up some camo paper and covered my cap in it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 12:45 am
OberFeldwebel Fresnel OberFeldwebel We had one beach ball get thrown around. One of the teachers even knocked it back up into the stands. Prep rallies were something else. Lots of beach balls and s**t. Nothing overly insane, no streakers, Rick Rolling (although it wasn't that popular then), most insane part was when the group of goths threw water balloons at the preps. They gave me one and I was going to throw it but I remembered I couldn't run fast. They went ahead of me threw theirs and bolted. I turned around quickly and walked all nonchalant like to the shop room where I disposed of the evidence in the trash. While I was walking slowly and calmly to the shop room, as the group of goths rounded the corner down the hall one hall monitor and the principal ran after ********, they ran really damn fast. The same group was talking about bringing two goats or pigs to school, painting the number '1' on one, and the number '3' on the other and greasing them up with lard and letting them loose in the commons. Was all talk, but I would have pissed myself laughing if they did. Our campus was bisected by a drainage wash that was most often empty, but it was deep enough that there was a bridge on it about 15 feet long and just wide enough for a car. On one side was the office, cafe, gym, and the arts classes, on the other was the two main class buildings. My senior class snuck out during class and built a cinder-block wall across it, then spraypainted s**t all over their creation. Took the janitor 15 or 20 minutes to tear it down so it wasn't bad enough to DO anything about, but it was still hilarious. Then a couple days later some other jackasses put froot loops and tinsel all over the lawns and spread bits of dead cow around. It was ******** disgusting, and impossible to clean up. They tried, but they never caught whoever did that. During the graduation ceremony though? We were told specifically NO BULLSHIT or you won't walk. A couple kids pushed it, but everyone walked. They did have this retarded rule about 'no tennis shoes' though, and that pissed off a bunch of people. Yeah, they said no bullshit, but we never had to sign anything nor did they tell us what kind of bullshit. I think all they said was; What you're getting up there is a blank piece of paper with a ribbon and you get your diploma down the hall, if you screw up you don't get your diploma. This wasn't a senior prank, birthday prank on some kid, they serran wrapped a kids car with one or two of those industrial size rolls. Under the car as well. So they wrapped top to bottom, front to back alternatively. Man, they did the same thing to us, except they neglected to TELL US. So the next day I open my diploma holder and find a blank piece of paper in it. Had to wait a WEEK for the school office to be open again, then drive myself in to get it. Bastards. On the up-side, I won $250 and a microwave at the senior party. I also won football tickets, but I don't give a crap about football (and the Cardinals suck anyway). I was going to just scalp them, but one of the foreign exchange students asked for them so he could take his host father to the game. Easy come, easy go.
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Posted: Tue Jun 23, 2009 12:47 am
Desert_Fox_Rommel At our graduation ceremony one of my friends actually hot glued some live .380 ammo to his cap. I was surprised the teachers didn't say a word. I would assume people would go bat s**t crazy just for the ammo even if there is no gun. I was known for always wearing a camo hat so I printed up some camo paper and covered my cap in it. ... wow, I wish I had people that uncaring at my school. I had a steel jacket that came from the '40s surplus 8mm that I have, the base was in tact so it was easy to make it into a necklace. Anyway, I got called into the office to play twenty ******** questions about why I'm wearing it. I gave her my reasons for it but I guess she didn't like them because she kept asking why in different ways. "Why are you wearing that around your neck?" "Why is that important to you?" "Is there some kind of importance to it?" stare I got ******** sick of it and actually wanted to go back to class so I can continue my ******** education so I said that I would put it away but she kept asking. I got sick of it and I told her that I should get back to class and just left. Didn't get bothered about it later in the day at all. Still wore it, ******** her.
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