The worst thing I encountered in my high school was two mentally challenged kids in the bathroom, one of them jamming fingers up the others' ass, and there was wet shit everywhere. not in a stall or anything; nope, right in front of the sinks.
At my high school, they had hired security guards patrolling with drug-sniffing dogs, too.
The only drugs that we got our filthy greasy paws on was cannabis (well, not me personally. Was kinda scared of it all). Don't need a dog to smell that. :P
I walked into a bathroom junior year
to see a guy doing a line of white powder off the sink
Junior year I went into a bathroom stall and locked the door. Some guy went into the stall next to me, shat on the floor, giggled, and left.
The guy who held my previous position at this job was suspected to be the dude who was shitting on the floor of the bathroom here in the building. Then they fired him under circumstances that were never entirely explained to me -- something about porn, potentially of the child variety -- and then the floor-pooping stopped.
a big bottle of Cuervo
four small premixed margaritas
a bottle of margarita mix
a bag of chips
a pinata
four margarita glasses
salsa
party plates, dessert plates, napkins and a tablecloth
salt rimmer
big nice basket
and....
The worst thing I encountered in my high school was two mentally challenged kids in the bathroom, one of them jamming fingers up the others' ass, and there was wet shit everywhere. not in a stall or anything; nope, right in front of the sinks.
The guy who held my previous position at this job was suspected to be the dude who was shitting on the floor of the bathroom here in the building. Then they fired him under circumstances that were never entirely explained to me -- something about porn, potentially of the child variety -- and then the floor-pooping stopped.
I don't get the motivation for floor pewp. Wtf.
I feel bad shitting in the woods, its just unnatural.
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I would like some money because these are artisanal nuggets of wisdom philistine.
a big bottle of Cuervo
four small premixed margaritas
a bottle of margarita mix
a bag of chips
a pinata
four margarita glasses
salsa
party plates, dessert plates, napkins and a tablecloth
salt rimmer
big nice basket
and....
My school was so mediocre in all respects. It wasn't bad, but there was simply little room to find out what you were good at in school.
My HS was in a small rural town so we bused kids in from all over and still we only had about 300 students. So our course selection sucked ass. We barely had any sort of computer courses and a good 1/2 to 2/3 of the school population consisted of pot smoking rednecks who's only goal in life was to get on their parents fishing boat. *shakes head* My school only closed the gates to ensure the kids with cars didn't do burnouts in the back by the frickin' smoking section.
This seem large to me as my high school was 1/3 the size of this.
The guy who held my previous position at this job was suspected to be the dude who was shitting on the floor of the bathroom here in the building. Then they fired him under circumstances that were never entirely explained to me -- something about porn, potentially of the child variety -- and then the floor-pooping stopped.
I don't get the motivation for floor pewp. Wtf.
someone at my wife's work (a manager, I think?) got fired for smearing boogers on the walls
and someone else for constantly adjusting his package at work
you know i was in grade 10 when Columbine happened
the school didn't do a single thing differently after that except add provincially mandated lockdown drills
they didn't hire security guards or add metal detectors or nothing
and there was a kid who was fucking stabbed the year before!
What I hated about Columbine instead of enforcing stricter bullying rules or anything like that, at my school they just ostracized the victims of bullying more.
"Oh ho ho you wore a trench coat to school that means you are going to kill us all HA HA WE ARE SO ORIGINAL!"
what really infuriated me about Columbine was
wait a sec there's a post i wrote on this subject a while back...
I was in high school when Columbine happened. Grade 9 or 10, I believe?
I remember that my school administration turned into a bunch of reactionary morons about it, wringing their hands and going "oh god this could happen here what're we going to doooooo?"
Ignoring the fact that my high school had big drug and gang problems, and kids got stabbed and shit like once a month.
Suddenly they felt they had to react to this potential threat that existed because the media told them so.
In particular, they seemed to subscribe to the myth of the "picked-on nerd who snapped", which was the popular media portrayal of Columbine at the time.
I was a nerdy kid in high school. I played Magic: The Gathering with kids at lunch. I hung out with geeky kids. Hell, me and another dude created the "Tabletop Games and Hobbies Club" basically as an excuse to hang out after school and play Magic and Warhammer and Dungeons & Dragons.
But, I wasn't the target of the school administration's new policy to start watching and suspecting dorky kids of being psycho killers, because I was popular. I played sports, was on other clubs, and had a wide circle of friends in a bunch of different cliques and crowds. So, I didn't fit the profile of the trenchcoat-clad lone loser that the administration had developed based on media information.
However, some of my friends did. They were alright dudes, and I was friends with them, but they did fit nerdy loser stereotypes and outside of a real tight circle of people they trusted, they were loners with low self-esteem and were frequently the target of social bullying.
I don't think any of those dudes could freak out and go all shooting spree one day, even if some of them were really bitter about their situation and blamed their social shortcomings and how much they were tormented directly on their tormentors. Nonetheless, a couple of em basically perfectly fit the made-up image of the "trenchcoat psycho" and the administration got worried about that.
So, they hauled me and other friends of these kids into the office individually to ask us about these kids. It was emphasized to us that we weren't in trouble, and nor were these kids they were investigating, but they just wanted to be safe and to help these kids if they needed help.
They asked us questions like "have you ever seen them keep a list of other students they hate?" and other bizarre questions that were based entirely on this erroneous psych profile that was based entirely on media fearmongering.
Now, I was young, but I knew mass media hysteria and moral panics when I saw them. I, like many people who actually knew a god damn thing or two, recognized the absurdities in the media portrayals of the Columbine shooting and the information that was allegedly coming out about the two killers.
So, I got pretty angry about being called upon to rat out some innocent kids who were only guilty of the crime of being losers. I got all outraged and grandstandish, getting up from my chair and shouting at my school principal and vice principal about how absurd they were being. I wanted to illustrate how ridiculous their insinuations and profiling was, going so far as to list the multitude of ways that I, personally, more accurately fit the definition of someone the authorities might consider dangerous.
I remember storming out of their office after they threatened to suspend me for my rudeness and profanity, and telling the kids that were under investigation. Those kids, in turn, told their parents. Those parents, naturally, were quite upset that their child (already a victim of social bullying and being singled out) was being targeted and accused of being potential psychopaths based essentially on nothing.
One of the kids' parents went to the local paper about it, and threatened to sue the school for discrimination.
All this noise seemed to end the "nerdy kid witch-hunt", at least from the administration's end.
It didn't really end the bullying for those kids, and "going Columbine" added a whole new dimension to it.
They would taunt those kids and be like "What're you going to do? Shoot up the school?"
Bullying in and of itself is retarded, but this seemed to be even more absurd. Why would you taunt someone that you actually suspect might one day snap on you and kill you? It's like shaking your balls at a rabid dog.
The worst thing I encountered in my high school was two mentally challenged kids in the bathroom, one of them jamming fingers up the others' ass, and there was wet shit everywhere. not in a stall or anything; nope, right in front of the sinks.
Did one of them yell "The Aristocrats!"?
I really wish one of them had; I did feel like I was in on a fucking horrible joke, played out by god to ruin my day.
Who knows, maybe one of 'em did as I was off to the next bathroom to take a piss.
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a big bottle of Cuervo
four small premixed margaritas
a bottle of margarita mix
a bag of chips
a pinata
four margarita glasses
salsa
party plates, dessert plates, napkins and a tablecloth
salt rimmer
big nice basket
and....
$50 to chipotle.
....not bad for my 6 dollar investment...
Party at wally's!
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if I become a parent, will I provide my child with liquor
I will allow them to sip from beers and mixed drinks that I have at a young age. So they develop a distaste for it as I did.
Worked for my father and his father. Really to an 8 year old beer is a bitter flavor and allowing them to sip it will take the god complex out of it.
My parents pretty much did this with me and my sister.
They sat us down at one point and said flat out that if we ever wanted to try liquor to let them know and they would go out, get it and drink something with us to ensure that we would be alright and that we knew what it was like. Needless to say I tried it once with some Mike's hard lemonade at the age of 16 but I only had about half a bottle and that was enough for me until I was 20. Even now it's more of a casual thing for me and I've never been drunk yet.
How do you lock down a school? How do they keep you from just leaving at lunch, when you have no class, and coming back when class is about to start? A stern warning? A glare?
They have people walking around the grounds at lunch hour to catch you coming and going.
And they padlock a lot of the gates to make it harder.
Pfft...you didn't have a set of keys to the school? Slacker.
No but my senior year I was on the school newspaper and the newspaper teacher liked me. So if I needed to go somewhere I just got him to cover me by claiming that I had to go sell ads or research a story at the county library downtown.
Keys were helpful for venting one's displeasure at the administration. There was an incident in which the vice principle found his car booted. Or the time the freshman found their hall decorating theme completely changed when they came in. Or the time the vice principle found his office freshly painted a rather lovely shade of pink....
The guy who held my previous position at this job was suspected to be the dude who was shitting on the floor of the bathroom here in the building. Then they fired him under circumstances that were never entirely explained to me -- something about porn, potentially of the child variety -- and then the floor-pooping stopped.
I don't get the motivation for floor pewp. Wtf.
I feel bad shitting in the woods, its just unnatural.
I went to an all girls school. The day before Christmas holidays I stopped by just to pick up a test grade.
After I had spoken to my teacher I ducked into a bathroom really quick. Usually I don't use school bathrooms, but I figured since most people were skipping it was as good a time as any to finally break this rule. I recoiled immediately after entering the first stall.
Someone had torn a soap dispenser off the wall and tried to flush it. Obviously this cunning plan had limited success, so the person had shit all over it. They had been on their period at the time as well. They had then smeared in bloody shit all over the stall MERRY FUKIN CHRISMAS [sic]
The guy who held my previous position at this job was suspected to be the dude who was shitting on the floor of the bathroom here in the building. Then they fired him under circumstances that were never entirely explained to me -- something about porn, potentially of the child variety -- and then the floor-pooping stopped.
I don't get the motivation for floor pewp. Wtf.
I feel bad shitting in the woods, its just unnatural.
Proving that you're not a bear.
I would poop in a forest long before I would poop on the floor a foot and a half from a toilet.
Seriously, people have weird shit going on in their brain areas.
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My school was so mediocre in all respects. It wasn't bad, but there was simply little room to find out what you were good at in school.
My HS was in a small rural town so we bused kids in from all over and still we only had about 300 students. So our course selection sucked ass. We barely had any sort of computer courses and a good 1/2 to 2/3 of the school population consisted of pot smoking rednecks who's only goal in life was to get on their parents fishing boat. *shakes head* My school only closed the gates to ensure the kids with cars didn't do burnouts in the back by the frickin' smoking section.
This seem large to me as my high school was 1/3 the size of this.
Really? Did you have grades 9-12 in your HS too?
My grad class was comprised of only about 30-35 people.
I went to an all girls school. The day before Christmas holidays I stopped by just to pick up a test grade.
After I had spoken to my teacher I ducked into a bathroom really quick. Usually I don't use school bathrooms, but I figured since most people were skipping it was as good a time as any to finally break this rule. I recoiled immediately after entering the first stall.
Someone had torn a soap dispenser off the wall and tried to flush it. Obviously this cunning plan had limited success, so the person had shit all over it. They had been on their period at the time as well. They had then smeared in bloody shit all over the stall MERRY FUKIN CHRISMAS [sic]
a big bottle of Cuervo
four small premixed margaritas
a bottle of margarita mix
a bag of chips
a pinata
four margarita glasses
salsa
party plates, dessert plates, napkins and a tablecloth
salt rimmer
big nice basket
and....
$50 to chipotle.
....not bad for my 6 dollar investment...
haha nice gratz
whats your recipe?
cooks over two days. spoilered for chanus covered it.
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were these boys attractive
if I become a parent, will I provide my child with liquor
Well cleary they were since Pony ended up in a daisy chain!
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to be fair, i generally eat two cans of the chef
Doing o.k. Hating the cold but that's nothing new for me.
Any more thoughts on what you're wanting to pursue job wise?
That is because you have just realized you are old as fuck
I will allow them to sip from beers and mixed drinks that I have at a young age. So they develop a distaste for it as I did.
Worked for my father and his father. Really to an 8 year old beer is a bitter flavor and allowing them to sip it will take the god complex out of it.
pleasepaypreacher.net
The guy who held my previous position at this job was suspected to be the dude who was shitting on the floor of the bathroom here in the building. Then they fired him under circumstances that were never entirely explained to me -- something about porn, potentially of the child variety -- and then the floor-pooping stopped.
I don't get the motivation for floor pewp. Wtf.
Seriously?
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At what age?
Well yeah... I know. :P
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I did though. I won a gift basket with:
a big bottle of Cuervo
four small premixed margaritas
a bottle of margarita mix
a bag of chips
a pinata
four margarita glasses
salsa
party plates, dessert plates, napkins and a tablecloth
salt rimmer
big nice basket
and....
$50 to chipotle.
....not bad for my 6 dollar investment...
Did one of them yell "The Aristocrats!"?
yes this
You're so old, Chanus.
Why don't you get into your wheelchair, gramps?
I feel bad shitting in the woods, its just unnatural.
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haha nice gratz
whats your recipe?
This seem large to me as my high school was 1/3 the size of this.
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someone at my wife's work (a manager, I think?) got fired for smearing boogers on the walls
and someone else for constantly adjusting his package at work
what really infuriated me about Columbine was
wait a sec there's a post i wrote on this subject a while back...
there we go.
takin some career aptitude tests and i'm gonna meet with my college's career counselor woman again next week and we'll hash some stuff out
I really wish one of them had; I did feel like I was in on a fucking horrible joke, played out by god to ruin my day.
Who knows, maybe one of 'em did as I was off to the next bathroom to take a piss.
Let's play Mario Kart or something...
Party at wally's!
My parents pretty much did this with me and my sister.
They sat us down at one point and said flat out that if we ever wanted to try liquor to let them know and they would go out, get it and drink something with us to ensure that we would be alright and that we knew what it was like. Needless to say I tried it once with some Mike's hard lemonade at the age of 16 but I only had about half a bottle and that was enough for me until I was 20. Even now it's more of a casual thing for me and I've never been drunk yet.
I dunno, like 16?
the age where they're going to be getting drunk anyway
would I rather have them drinking at home and not driving anywhere
but those are the types of parents who always get arrested for providing alcohol to minors
except, I don't have a problem with underage drinking -- I did it
Yeah, I just got my AARP card.
Keys were helpful for venting one's displeasure at the administration. There was an incident in which the vice principle found his car booted. Or the time the freshman found their hall decorating theme completely changed when they came in. Or the time the vice principle found his office freshly painted a rather lovely shade of pink....
Officially I know nothing about those events.
I'd say around preschool to give them a headstart.
yeah kinda!
i mean they weren't really hot or anything but i'll admit
i watched for a full second or three before i made more of a noise to make my presence known
although part of that was being stunned by their brazeness.
like seriously making out in a dude's bathroom like that takes some boldness
shit in a hole in the woods
After I had spoken to my teacher I ducked into a bathroom really quick. Usually I don't use school bathrooms, but I figured since most people were skipping it was as good a time as any to finally break this rule. I recoiled immediately after entering the first stall.
Someone had torn a soap dispenser off the wall and tried to flush it. Obviously this cunning plan had limited success, so the person had shit all over it. They had been on their period at the time as well. They had then smeared in bloody shit all over the stall MERRY FUKIN CHRISMAS [sic]
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Oh, and yes... Post your recipe in the cooking thread!
http://forums.penny-arcade.com/showthread.php?t=56878
Proving that you're not a bear.
I would poop in a forest long before I would poop on the floor a foot and a half from a toilet.
Seriously, people have weird shit going on in their brain areas.
Really? Did you have grades 9-12 in your HS too?
My grad class was comprised of only about 30-35 people.
Canada is fucked up!
cooks over two days. spoilered for chanus covered it.
one of the things that fills me with rage
is when people piss on the toilet seat because they cannot fathom how to lift it before urinating
and then I have to shit!