Page three teacher
Not what you want to hear about your English teacher, when she's got a face like a fire-damaged lego brick and a body like The Raggydoll's Sadsack. You'll spend the rest of your English lessons trying desperately not to imagine her naked.
And constantly, constantly, failing.
And constantly, constantly, failing.
written by pe*rocel*i ., approved by Susan
Better still...
We had a music teacher. Young, tall, brunette. Very buxom. Ms Mallion or some such - her name was never as important as looking down her always low cut tops.
We had an Iraqi student, Victor, who got around the race issue by being extremely funny. Anyway Victor brings in a copy of Penthouse. Sure enough some pretty graphic pictures of the music teacher.
The balls of this guy were legendary - he walk up to her, while on lunch duty with a significant portion of the shool population watching, hold up the centre sperad and says "Is this you?"
She wasn't around for long after that - much to every teenage boys disappointment.
We had a music teacher. Young, tall, brunette. Very buxom. Ms Mallion or some such - her name was never as important as looking down her always low cut tops.
We had an Iraqi student, Victor, who got around the race issue by being extremely funny. Anyway Victor brings in a copy of Penthouse. Sure enough some pretty graphic pictures of the music teacher.
The balls of this guy were legendary - he walk up to her, while on lunch duty with a significant portion of the shool population watching, hold up the centre sperad and says "Is this you?"
She wasn't around for long after that - much to every teenage boys disappointment.
written by Ma*th*w She*wood, disapproved by Phil