<p>It’s not from school, but this morning during training, our coach was outside hearing range talking to a parent while we were doing dryland (running up and down a narrow flight of stairs). Our group today consisted of five of us 13 or 14 year olds, and an 18-year-old girl. The older girl decided to nickname us “B.S. number 1”, “B.S. number 2”, etc (and she did not use the initials). It was actually pretty funny when she kept shouting that at us. When we got tired- “B.S. number 4, move it!” When someone complained- “B.S. number 3, you’re as dramatic as a girl!”</p>
<p>Friends spanish class all failed a quiz. One kid was cursing at himself when the etacher said “yeah, life’s a *****”</p>
<p>Last year in band, somebody was drawing and planting very detailed pictures of male genitals. To this day, the identity of the artist is unknown. The pictures were hilarious though! The genitals would be doing activities such as robbing banks (with genitals as tellers!), doing drive-by’s, playing football, and even boxing! Out of the many funny moments that stemmed from these events, I’ll tell you about two of them.</p>
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<li><p>My band teacher was absent one day, so a sub opened up the band room. Upon arrival, I noticed a folded up piece of paper. It was lying on a snare drum and it looked suspicious. I left it alone and started on my way once more. About 10 minutes later, my friend found it! At first, he looked it over, but then ran into the drum closet where we keep all of our drumline instruments. Little did I know that possibly the FUNNIEST band moment ever was about to occur. My friend then bolted out the drum closet and ran around the band room screaming, “Who’s drawing d<em>cks?!” “I wanna know who’s drawing these God d</em>mn d*cks!” He then came over to my area and laid the original picture with two others that were found earlier. The one my friend found was a picture of a male organ excreting onto my band teacher’s face! The other two were of a male organ riding a skateboard into a city of male organs and of a male organ with Jersey Shore clothes on! I was in tears (and I am now telling this story!)!</p></li>
<li><p>A few months later, my friends in the trumpet section were looking suspiciously at a folder. A few seconds later, one of my friends hands my band director a folded up piece of paper. When the director opened it up, I had a feeling that I knew what it was. I was in for a surprise! When the director saw it, he said, “Let’s just say that whoever drew this knows how to read music, but can’t spell!” I laughed, but I didn’t know what was actually on that paper. It turns out that somebody had imitated a piece of music that we were playing at the time, but instead of musical notes on the lines, there were male organs (and a lot of them!)! And also, the person spelled “trumpet” TRUMPHET! I was booth shocked and gasping for breath after how much I was laughing!</p></li>
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<p>Both of these events happened during my junior year. Now that I’m a senior, it’s hilarious moments like these that I wish I could go back to! :D</p>
<p>7th and 8th grade were the years of being a total wreck. My classmates and I would always put the markers at the top of the board, because the teacher was seriously so tiny, plus a total bad person. And then, we’d draw a tiny dot on the board, and every time she walked past it, everyone would make a beeping sound and she would get so angry. No one really took her seriously though.</p>
<p>May not sound as fun, but, believe me, it was.</p>