Ninth Floor: Nice Hidey Folk Play Time

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SERYN

Sunday, January 15, 2006 1:27 PM

oooooh, rough school.

My favorite game in school was bull rush or whatever people called it, All would stand at one end of the playground, one person would be 'it', thay would select some one to run, if they caught them (usually, only being wreslted to the ground was accepted as caught)then the two 'its' would select another and so on until someone made it to the other end of the playground, then everyone would run. And so on until there was only one person left - tip, do not be that person! you still have to run.

it got banned after several 1st years were run over and their mums complained.

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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan." Enormous thank you to KOL for the pictures!

CITIZEN

Sunday, January 15, 2006 1:45 PM

Just my primary school, and that was just me, I was the only kid with glasses. So I had a gang of kids who'd take great pleasure in proving how hard they were by attaking me, on my own...

[[]RANT[]]
and since I'd fight back the powers that be would always turn up when I was the one throwing the punches, and since it was everytime I became a trouble maker who always started fights in their eyes, so anyone could do pretty much whatever they liked to me and it was my fault...

My secondary and middle schools were okay though, despite my Headteacher at secondary knowing about my past and always coming to me if there was trouble anywhere in the school.

Seriously, I got the blame for a fight between two people who weren't me, and it happened at the other end of the school from me. First I heard of it was when I was told to report to the headmaster.

I hated that old git. I won the governers prize when I got the heighest GCSE results my school had ever achieved, I accepted it and smilled right in his face and said "Thanks Armstrong." No Mr, no Sir, I beat you, haha...

I have some unresolved issues from my school days...[[]/RANT[]]

Oh, I used to play that game two.

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SERYN

Sunday, January 15, 2006 1:53 PM

yeah, some teacher are total morons. And kids are evil.

I was incredibly lucky, my dad used to play football with my headteacher, so I often got off much lighter than I should have done (like the times I flooded the corridors, or attacked a boy with an apple pie)

unfortunetly same rules didn't apply in secondry school.

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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan." Enormous thank you to KOL for the pictures!

JADEHAND

Sunday, January 15, 2006 2:27 PM

Attacked.......with pie......

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The loneliness calls him, And the edge which must be sharpened,
He's losing it. And he knows.
But there's a fighter in his mind and his body's tough
The years have been unkind, but kind enough." -Ocean Cloud (Marbles) -Marillion

SERYN

Sunday, January 15, 2006 2:30 PM

yeah, he was irritating, and the pie was just... there.

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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan." Enormous thank you to KOL for the pictures!

CITIZEN

Sunday, January 15, 2006 2:56 PM

*Guns drawn*
Put the Pie down and step away from the pastry!

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JADEHAND

Sunday, January 15, 2006 3:03 PM

But...It's only pie. Kinda like some pie. Apple was it?
So what does one have to do, in order to get some pie in the face? *innocent whistle*

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"He's seen too much of life And there's no going back.
The loneliness calls him, And the edge which must be sharpened,
He's losing it. And he knows.
But there's a fighter in his mind and his body's tough
The years have been unkind, but kind enough." -Ocean Cloud (Marbles) -Marillion

CITIZEN

Sunday, January 15, 2006 3:12 PM

Let me get this straight, you want me to throw away a perfectly good pie?

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SAFEAT2ND

Sunday, January 15, 2006 4:12 PM

I'm with Citizen here. A pie is not a thing to waste. Unless of course it's pumpkin pie... then all bets are off.

Never much liked pumpkin pie or mince meat/raisin pie for that matter.

Rhubarb, on the other hand, is a pie to worship...

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SERYN

Sunday, January 15, 2006 5:35 PM

*put hands up*

wow, you go away to watch one dodgy vampire movie and all hell breaks loose! And then the pie fanciers guild turns up, how'd they get wind of this?

OK, ok, i'll talk...

It was only a mr kiplings mini apple pie, processed crap, its not like someones mum made it! And it was extenuating circumstances! It was him! He was the most irritating wet-the-bed toad you've ever known! And he was just there... he wouldn't go away.. and then he made a rude gesture at my best friend, and - no I don't remember what the gesture was.. I don't remember.. I was just a kid...

Anyway, long and short of it was - I didn't like him, he got a pie the face.

Only the fact that over on the other side of the classroom three lads were feeding a ham and egg sandwich through an antique victirian mangle that someones gran had lent the school meant I didn't get lines or something.

Life is sweet.

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"She's a mite whimsical in the brainpan." Enormous thank you to KOL for the pictures!

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