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Our physics teacher was nicknamed Benny no-Balls. I don't know if it was true or not, but he always had chalk dust round his groin area, so presumably he kept checking.
Ours was called The Sandman because he sent everyone to sleep.
Our physics teacher was nicknamed Benny no-Balls. I don't know if it was true or not, but he always had chalk dust round his groin area, so presumably he kept checking.
We had one teacher who didnt like fresh air. He kept all the windows shut, even when it was nice out.
Walking into that classroom was a nightmare, condensation dripping off the windows, the horrendous stale air, chewing your way through fresh f@rts to get to your desk.
I am sure the third year used to order double sprouts on beans just to make us suffer
Our PE teacher would beat the boys with a cricket bat for being slow around the running track & would regularly grab someone out of the shower, beat them to a bloody pulp and bugger them senseless in his office for being cheeky. Oh Halycon days, kids these days don't know their born.
Our PE teacher would beat the boys with a cricket bat for being slow around the running track & would regularly grab someone out of the shower, beat them to a bloody pulp and bugger them senseless in his office for being cheeky. Oh Halycon days, kids these days don't know their born.
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