Sort-of memes that are cracking you up at the moment

Came as standard when you got a cut off the broken glass on the bins.

Bottle deposits and selling golf balls back to Burnham Beeches Golf Club kept me in fags throughout the first half of the seventies.
Old age thread >>>>

When i was a lad in Scotland in the late 70s early 80s, along with the milk, there was a daily (actually maybe it was weekly thing about it now) delivery of Corona fizz (as well as Irn Bru (natch). And there was a bread van. And a fish van. And a mobile library.

the woods were full of soggy porn and you could buy single fags.

All the gym teachers were pedos though so, y'know. Swings and roundabouts.

All the gym teachers were pedos

Not strictly true, some of them were psychos who had no time for any kind of sex because it cut into their violence time.

Also grade 6 teachers.

I remember a gym teacher actually biting the thumb of a kid with some deep seated thumb sucking issue that carried on into his teens.

Mr Kennedy

Mine was Mr Anderson.

In middle school the football team sheets opened up to sign on. Two mates asked me to sign them up as I was going to sign myself up.

Mr Anderson caught me doing it, banned me for that year but allowed the two friends on the team.

This is why I fucking hate football.

Mr I'Anson was a bit of a sadist, he was okay as long a you were trying but you had to give him 100%... Mr Fox was our favourite, sharp dresser, good looking, didn't really give a fuck... Someone caught him having sex with Miss Jones from Home Economics (she stole my heart in the first year) over a bench in the gym...

I'm sure that didn't really happen but it was the story that was doing the rounds... Miss Jones never wore a bra and left a couple too many buttons undone... I always needed a lot of help with my Bernina machine, odd that... 🍈🍈👀

Then there was Miss Somethingorother who shagged a 6th Former on a school ski trip.

This is back in the day when teachers didn't get sacked for that sort of thing.

Teachers that still sort of haunt you.

Viz

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I have a mate from Sunderland who reports getting into Saturday morning cinema in the 60’s .. payment needed 2 empty jam jars

That's v good thank you.

Corona has a lot to answer for. Still.
Or fizzy.

Ah the days of a one screen cinema playing a short film and a feature film, where you could stay in and watch it all over again and smoke fags, drink Kia-Ora and eat a choc ice. Perfect.

We had an alcoholic maths teacher who was comically easy to pick pocket, a herculean former Olympian rower biology teacher with a short temper but an Achilles heel of blood pressure so high he’d pass out if anyone stood up to him, a lesbian PE teacher with a pathological obsession with purple and a kid who died in a gymnastics accident at a previous school that haunted her, a head/deputy head/technology teacher love triangle that made the front cover of the sun and a French teacher so weak her tormentors in chief were a year 9 kid who kept getting his dick out and another who kept nicking her engagement ring. God bless mid 90s Cornwall and its hilariously low educational standards. All that and I still got busted for dealing in year 9

The truth that was revealed about my physics teacher by a number of former pupils at my last secondary school was instrumental in the libel slingshot that toppled the once mighty giant Friends Reunited.

Cherryade was the hard stuff.
Steer clear of the kid with the red stain round his mouth, jabbering aggressively, pupils like pinpricks, laughing too enthusiastically, twitching like a teased farm dog....what happened to those kids?

Oh yeah prison

Mr Geoff Plywood

We had a music teacher that got called 'peado Wright', saw he was in the newspaper a year or so ago...for being a peado.

Modern languages teacher who ate tomatoes like they were apples and had zero control of her pupils. Even the good kids fucked about when they were in her class. She had a breakdown and disappeared and then we got Mr Anderson who was the double of Cyrus the Virus from Con Air. He was pretty hard and strict with us but then he came on an exchange trip to Deutschland with us and we caught him bumping a big stein glass from the pub and after that he was pretty cool.

A physics teacher who was as smelly as he was fat and as fat as he was pervy. He told one of the girls she should be able to pick her blazer out of the pile of them in the corner of the room by going by the chest size.

Another science teacher who had woeful levels of control over the class. Not helped by her propensity for wearing very dated, brightly coloured jumpsuits, the fact she was about 4ft nothing and that her name was Mrs Golumbock (sp?) which can very easily be changed to Mrs Ball and Cock.

Infact, the science dept was full of characters, there was another guy called Menzies. He retired when I was in 3rd or 4th year so I think he'd kind of lost the plot/stopped giving a fuck for the last few years of his career/first few of my time at the school. He was pretty flamboyant but liked to chat the girls up in his own, camp, 65+ year old way.

We had a geography teacher that loved to whack a meter stick down on your desk if you weren't paying attention. Lived up to the stereotype too, big leather patches on the elbows of all of his jackets and jumpers.

So that explains where this chant came from

https://youtu.be/2bxk-d8atsk

Pottery teacher drove a 911 to work and she inspired all the rumours

I snogged my physics teacher on the 6th form leaver's boat trip. a simpler time

This shit needs a new thread.