Well, that taught 'em
Sammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 14:54)
Sammi Evil Nice writes "I shared with two students, and it was always the same; whenever it was near to paytime, my milk *and only this* would disappear.
One of them, John, was a lovely bloke but allergic to nuts. John makes tea. Soon after, John starts swelling up.
ME: Runs, administers epi-pen. "You're going into anaphalactic shock."
HIM: "How do you know?"
ME: "I put almond oil in my milk."
What have you done to teach somebody a lesson?
( , Thu 26 Apr 2007, 14:54)
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More maths payback time
Sitting in maths, second row from the back, you'd expect to be safe from all the usual tomfoolery that happens when your back is turned. Especially if you happen to have 2 of the more geeky sort sat behind you and the chav-type in front of you.
But oh no. One of the geeky sort decides it'll be fun to put his feet on the back of my chair and start pushing my chair forwards and backwards, rocking me about, and carried on doing so for several weeks despite me asking nicely.
So I hatched a plan. I grabbed my mechanical pencil, clicked it a few times to get the led poking out and waited.
The, as I felt a pair of shoes edge closer to my chair...WHACK.
Stabbed the fucker right in the calf.
He cried, I got shouted at and moved across to the other side of the class room.
In the end I sat next to a great guy for the next 2 years with 2 very attractive girls in front. And now me and my chair pushing bully are best friends!
( , Fri 27 Apr 2007, 4:11, Reply)
Sitting in maths, second row from the back, you'd expect to be safe from all the usual tomfoolery that happens when your back is turned. Especially if you happen to have 2 of the more geeky sort sat behind you and the chav-type in front of you.
But oh no. One of the geeky sort decides it'll be fun to put his feet on the back of my chair and start pushing my chair forwards and backwards, rocking me about, and carried on doing so for several weeks despite me asking nicely.
So I hatched a plan. I grabbed my mechanical pencil, clicked it a few times to get the led poking out and waited.
The, as I felt a pair of shoes edge closer to my chair...WHACK.
Stabbed the fucker right in the calf.
He cried, I got shouted at and moved across to the other side of the class room.
In the end I sat next to a great guy for the next 2 years with 2 very attractive girls in front. And now me and my chair pushing bully are best friends!
( , Fri 27 Apr 2007, 4:11, Reply)
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