Well I got 3, If you care to read a couple paragraphs.
1: in 7th grade my Father worked for this wheirdo toy company that made plastic dolls and stink bombs (Odd combination O_O) and around june, I asked him to bring a bunch of them home just to pull shit off in school. He brought back about 300 (Count em, Three-Fuckin Hundred) Of those little packets that when stepped on, explode. So myself and 3 friends decided on the last day of school to shove 2 stink bombs in front of every door in the school (Sort of hard to do, since theres 4 of us, 8 hallways in all and 2 floors) since everyone always runs really fast out of the classrooms. So about 4 minutes before the announcement came on to leave, we Bolted down 2 hallways a piece and threw them in front of each door, then ran right back into our respective classrooms, sweating. I almost got questioned as to why I ran back into the room out of breath when the announcement came on. I sat in the room as everyone ran out screaming, and about 10 seconds later it sounded as if hundreds of fire crackers went off in the hallways xD The smell was so bad, a couple ashematic (Bad spelling) Actually fainted and got sent to the hospital. But luckily enough I Ran my ass off along with the 3 other dudes and got driven home on our collective busses. Everyone has been talking about it the whole summer and rumors will be flying even more when my school starts.
2: Same sort of thing to do with stink bombs (like I said, My dad could get them) Theres this huge kid in my school who always pisses me off, along with most of my friends, since he One: Acts 'Gangsta' which is his excuse to strut around school calling myself and friends faggots and losers cause we wear 'Nerd Clothes"(His term for J!nx clothing, But c'mon, J!nx PWNs you.) And 2: I got into a fight or two with him over the school year, and even though he cant fight, got his ass beat AND he still went around the next day telling people he knocked me out (And people BELIEVED HIM, even when his eye was blackened, limping and sporting a chipped tooth whilst I Remain untouched). so during his english class (Im across the hall from him) I always notice him running off to the bathroom, pulling a PSP out of his pocket, and he ends up playing up until a couple minutes into the next period, so I took 5 stink bombs, shoved them into a Zip-Lock bag, and crushed them so they all set off, but the sound was sorta muffled. Then as soon as the bell rang everyone went to different classes, but (Thankfully) A bunch of kids went to the bathroom. I ran in there, opened the bag and waved it around inconspicuously (As inconspicuous as you can get flapping your arm up and down) And ran out. Most kids yelled "EWWW" And checked who was in the stall, and you guessed it, about 15 kids blamed him for smelling up the whole place. The smell even got out into the hallway and more kids checked. Idk why, but for some reason bad smelling Feces (Or farts) Are UbeR big problems to these retarded kids, so the word ACTUALLY GOT OUT (On something as miniscule as that) And kids called him "That Smelly Kid" For a lot of the year. It was Beautiful.
3: Gladly, You can relieve yourself from the stink bombs for this one. Theres this teacher who I always liked and joked around with during her classes (Cause I was the smartest one in that period, and also the most obnoxious to other people xD ) and one day someone asked "do you ever move the class around?" And she explained how she liked how structured the place was and its a good learning enviornment, it wasent a big deal and no one remembered the conversation, but I did. So a couple days later, I pulled somethin off. Heres pretty much the scheme of things:
I had her 6th Period. The period BEFORE that she doesnt have a class, so she goes and hangs out in some other teachers class. I asked to go to the bathroom at almost the end of 5th period, and then ran up to her class and turned the whole room sideways (Including her desk, bookshelves, Students desks, the table at the front near the chalk board, I even managed to take down one of her big ass dry erase boards and hang it up one wall across) And ran back. The next period everyone was UbeR Confused as to why bookshelves were blocking windows, the Dry Erase board was on the wall that she always pinned up shit about the weekly curriculum and all sorts of things. She immediatley guessed it was me, and actually Laughed that I picked out something small and did all that. she taught that period as it was, but during the 5 minutes between 6th and 7th period, We changed it back around and laughed.
How ya like THEM Apples.
