Share Your School Stories - Weirdos, freaks, and idiots (self-inclusion optional)

This was a college story but one night we were smoking weed at the cool spot, and 12 other guys crawled out of the storm sewer access manhole. They had been trying to hotbox the tubes below us. Really weird, tense interaction as we tried to figure out if the other guys were cops
I remember in my first stint at college (that I got thrown out of) the "cool spot" was literally a tiny hill right over the main intersection in town, which somehow was absolutely invisible to cops or anyone else. There were always people smoking weed there, looking down on town, and nobody ever seemed to look up or even notice us.

I still think the place had some kind of invisibility field, because I would always look down trying to make eye contact with anyone down there, and nobody ever even looked in that direction at all.
 
My high school English teacher found out that her middle school teacher husband was banging his coworker. She found out right before I had her class for my last semester of high school. She was really torn up and put about 5% of her normal effort into class and she didn't give a damn about anything, which made her class a breeze. Yes, we had semester classes in high school like most colleges and universities.

There were three personal lolcows: Highlight of the first: Got caught semi jacking off in class. His hand was down his pants but he wasn't beating off nor was he trying to get a sly underwear adjustment in, somewhere in between. Second cow: Turbo autistic and def not the smart kind to the point where he had his own tard wrangler. He was easy to rile up and he snapped one day and threw a desk through a window. Third Cow: She'd wear cat ears and a cat tail to school. Keep in mind this was the waning days of the Clinton Era, so it was definitely not a "normal" thing back then. She also hissed at random people in the hallway and drew I now would be called furry art.
 
My high school English teacher found out that her middle school teacher husband was banging his coworker. She found out right before I had her class for my last semester of high school. She was really torn up and put about 5% of her normal effort into class and she didn't give a damn about anything, which made her class a breeze. Yes, we had semester classes in high school like most colleges and universities.
Yeah, I kinda get how she felt in that moment, it really sucks. Reminds of one of substitute English teacher, let's call him Mr. Wilson. He was a nice lad, he had that well-speaking accent, probably came from Ontario due to his lack of french knowledge.

Anyhow, back in high school, we were a group of little shitheads back in high. So whenever we were bored, we would yell out "MR WILSON" with our best Dennis the Menace voice.

I think the teacher got sick of us after a while... kinda feel bad for him nowadays. :story:
 
Back when I was in high school I was sort of a little prick. But I also really loved things that had to do with World War II and the United States. So I went to the bathroom and wrote "Kilroy Was Here" on a wall. I forgot to draw the little guy with nose hanging over a wall. I wish I did because it would've been a lot more better. I still love Kilroy to this day.
 
when we were first learning German (year 7, age 11-12), the teacher would often set an exercise, then finish with "alles klar?" (all clear?)
one lad in my class got very confused, thinking the teacher was talking to someone called Alice Clark - there was no-one with that name in the school

also at the same age, we learned German-language alphabet song, and there is videotaped evidence of the whole class going "ah, beh, seh, deh, eh, eff, GAY!"
similarly, the name Georg was hilarious to 11-12 year old English speakers, who, with their Wildean wit, changed it "gay orgasm"
happy days
 
During my first years of school, there was this girl much older, bigger and fatter than me that was always bumping into me for some unknown reason. No matter where, if we were on the same room, she would run at full speed towards me, almost making me fall off and then she would keep running pretending she didn't see me, and the only time I managed to stop her and call her out on her shit she went "oh sorry it wasn't my intention :^)". One time she did it while I was holding a cup of really hot coffee and I ended up with half an arm burned, and since the headmaster and a lot of the school staff saw it there was quite a shitshow. She and the constant bumping completely disappeared after that, probably got expelled or changed schools, I don't know and I don't care.
 
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There was this guy who was held back a couple grades that was arrested because he dug up a bunch of dead bodies. He got expelled from school because he called in a bomb threat. He was a big fat inbred fucker and all of the weird edgelords thought he was cool.
Fucking hell!
Go on his Facebook and see what he's up to
 
Fucking hell!
Go on his Facebook and see what he's up to
I often wonder what he’s doing right now. Kid was a sick puppy and probably didn’t outgrow it.
Yeah, it was a big deal because we lived in a small . He’d go out past curfew and dig up graves because he said a dark god commanded him.
 
I often wonder what he’s doing right now. Kid was a sick puppy and probably didn’t outgrow it.

Yeah, it was a big deal because we lived in a small . He’d go out past curfew and dig up graves because he said a dark god commanded him.
Oh dear. That's worse than morbid curiosity or stealing jewelry.
What happened to the bodies when he had them up?
Old ones or new ones or a healthy mix?
 
Oh dear. That's worse than morbid curiosity or stealing jewelry.
What happened to the bodies when he had them up?
Old ones or new ones or a healthy mix?
I don’t know, but he said that he’d never do it again so I imagine it was pretty horrific.
 
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When I was in middle school I was sent to a nigger school for bad behavior. There was this kid named Aaron who was profoundly autistic. Niglets wold bully him relentlessly all day every day. Their favorite thing to do was to shove shit in the hood of his jacket because he would fling it out of his hood and get in trouble. This would cause him to start hyperventilating which earned him the nickname huffle puff. He had a tic where he would start punching his lower abdomen which would make the keychain around his neck constantly clang which made the niggers laugh even more. I sincerely hope hoever was responsible for sending this clearly disabled kid to nignog school gets raped
 
Not the most insane thing but I lived in a rural area so there weren't many other kids around. When I turned 12 a kid my age moved in down the street so it was cool to have a best friend to hang with. Unfortunately he kind of fucked up when we were in Middle School. His home life wasn't super great so he started doing drugs with this other kid who had a really fucked up family. They started sniffing airplane glue and stealing beers. He didn't go to the regular High School, they put him in the bad one a town away with the other freaks. I kind of lost touch with him after that. He started working at a nearby summer camp, got this Mexican girl pregnant, married her, and they have a big family now and seem to be doing well.

I knew those two were doing stuff but they never shared anything with me, cheap bastards. Oh well, I probably would have spit up the beer, I was a lame little shit. We did watch a bunch of stoner movies together. I remember Bio-Dome, Dude Where's My Car?, Scary Movie 2, Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back, and Death to Smoochy. Sometimes I miss those two, it would be fun to get high with them and watch all that crap one more time.
 
Many of the ones from elementary school are dead, homeless, have been to jail or rehab, or have been committed for mental health reasons multiple times.

One girl got into her mom's "smiley stickers" and would talk to her cat stuffie she brought to school, don't think anyone ever drug tested her or took her away from her mom. She's a very lonely crackhead married to an abusive dealer type now.
 
High School.

I had one of those poignant stings that prelude a massive shit while on class. Jumped out of the chair and walked as fast as I could to the bathroom. I always take the last toilet, I don't know why but it usually was clean. Open the door and I see some random twink kneeling, his head over the toilet seat. Thought he was puking or something. Then notice the frickin' "cuffs". Not metal ones, but the plastic things like in the picture, those that you can use for cable management or something. His hands where tied below the toilet tank, hugging the toilet seat, so he couldn't move that much. Not even standup.

Turned around as much as he could and sobbed "Help me!". Told him I would, but I had this massive shit coming right up. "Okay". Went to the next toilet, did my stuff, went back to the classroom for my scissors and freed the poor nigga.

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