We had this dumbfuck asshole who started singing The Bad Touch by The Bloodhound Gang. He shouted “Stick your hand down my pants and I’ll bet you’ll feel nuts!” in the middle of the teacher’s lecture, who was also a dumbfuck asshole and proceeded to lose his shit and they got in an argument for like half an hour over whether or not it was okay to sing songs in class.
Middle school was largely a waste of time. High school too, but also middle school.
One of my best middle school stories(and best is subjective since kids can be mean) but in 8th grade history I had class with one of the class clowns. He was a good dude but when he got going he couldn’t stop. I forget what he was doing, like a silly voice or fart noises but the entire class was the teacher telling him to stop and him simply not obliging. The teacher ended up having a breakdown and started crying and left the room. A sub showed up right when class was dismissed. It was wild.
It was kids being kids but I also think about it occasionally and it reminds me to try to be good to people. I can get carried away on humor, not that bad but it was a good way of learning how to gauge the room.
We had this dumbfuck asshole who started singing The Bad Touch by The Bloodhound Gang. He shouted “Stick your hand down my pants and I’ll bet you’ll feel nuts!” in the middle of the teacher’s lecture, who was also a dumbfuck asshole and proceeded to lose his shit and they got in an argument for like half an hour over whether or not it was okay to sing songs in class.
Middle school was largely a waste of time. High school too, but also middle school.
One of my best middle school stories(and best is subjective since kids can be mean) but in 8th grade history I had class with one of the class clowns. He was a good dude but when he got going he couldn’t stop. I forget what he was doing, like a silly voice or fart noises but the entire class was the teacher telling him to stop and him simply not obliging. The teacher ended up having a breakdown and started crying and left the room. A sub showed up right when class was dismissed. It was wild.
It was kids being kids but I also think about it occasionally and it reminds me to try to be good to people. I can get carried away on humor, not that bad but it was a good way of learning how to gauge the room.
Middle school was literally the worst, at least in high school I could cut class and go somewhere