When we were immature cretins in year 9 we thought that it would be a funny idea to start our own religion, but we couldnt be arsed so we scrapped it. We then resurrected it again in year 10 and realised that we needed someone to concentrate our religios frustration on, the lucky sod was 'DAVE', dave was a normal enough guy except he found it funny to just to stupid shit a lot of the time. We found out from the huge porn database that is the internet that you have to have 25000 followers to qualify as a religion. The Religion Of Dave wasnt really a religion i suppose but more of a shit excuse to shout out 'DAVE' at times of silence during class, the teacher would normally just glance up the first time but then would start targetting random innocents the second. Curiously though, Dave was never targetted. Our french teacher bore the brunt of the abuse (she is ill at the mo, poor bitch) she nearly had a nervous breakdown last year because dave was becoming too irritating for her. Dave's buggered of now, but we have a new patron saint of educational disruptment, Pascal, more will be added, as will ricks fishing friends.