Crap Excuses
Study periods and an unguarded changing room = free time and a place to smoke. Kinda like a male, uncool version of the cool girls in American school toilets.
The one time a teacher walked in, and asked the inevitable question - "What are you doing in here?" - we surprised each other by answering "fixing the toilet, sir" at the same time.
This togetherness must have lent the crap excuse some credibility, as the teacher seemed happy enough. Perhaps he just didn't give a shit.
The one time a teacher walked in, and asked the inevitable question - "What are you doing in here?" - we surprised each other by answering "fixing the toilet, sir" at the same time.
This togetherness must have lent the crap excuse some credibility, as the teacher seemed happy enough. Perhaps he just didn't give a shit.
written by Be* Whet*er, approved by Log
One teacher's loathing for school whipping boy Richard Fenwick was confirmed on the day she caught us stealing from his blazer, which was hung in the cloakroom.
"Why are you rifling through Richard's pockets, Emily?" she asked.
"i'm checking for grenades, Miss," I replied.
"Oh, okay then. But don't be late for your next class, the bell has gone twice."
"Why are you rifling through Richard's pockets, Emily?" she asked.
"i'm checking for grenades, Miss," I replied.
"Oh, okay then. But don't be late for your next class, the bell has gone twice."
written by excluded pupil, approved by Conor