Stupidest reasons you've ever gotten in trouble at school for?
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I shat my pants. In 5th grade.
[QUOTE=Chuulimta;37027485]dickshit teacher[/QUOTE]
So basically she flips her shit because you said what you wear to bed?
I guess she would scream bloody murder if I told her that I just go to bed without a shirt on
our english teacher was a real fucking cunt sometimes (11th grade)
Me and my bro sat next to each other in class the whole year, so naturally we talked to each other all the time and made each other laugh. despite this we did our best to get our work done (mostly). our english teacher got mad at us for real reasons so many times that he started getting mad whenever i turned my head to my friend or vice versa. one time after he chewed us both out my friend had fucking sighed, and my english teacher snapped with "I HEARD THAT". we were both dumbfounded
Year 3:
Stacking pencils
Smiling
Writing a story about an old man who ate human waste for our creative writing thing (I was so confused and scared, i had no idea what i did wrong)
8th grade, during work hour, we were confined to the classroom since they were redoing the carpet in the hallways. I lean over to my friend and ask in a whisper "what chapter are we on again for constitution?" My teacher proceeds to go completely batshit insane, yelling at me on how I've disrespected her all these years (it was only this year I was her student) and how I rarely pay attention in class. She then begins to bawl at her desk. I get a call home and a lunch with the principal.
I got in trouble for when my friend threw a load of books on the ground causing a giant "thud" in the middle of class. Even after he admitted to it, the teacher still wrote me up.
[QUOTE=zach1193;37008999]One time I smiled as soon as I sat down in my seat, and my teacher kicked me out of the room.
True story too.[/QUOTE]
I didn't even make it to my seat. I once got kicked out right as I entered the doorway because, and I quote (as far as I can recall), "No, no, no. I'm not dealing with you today" and then he pointed straight at the door.
I used to be such a little shit :v:
In 8th grade, I told a girl to suck my popsicle and I got 2 days in-school suspension.
It's not about me but whatever...So in 6th grade there was this girl who thought she was God's gift to Earth. Everyone hated her and she was always bragging about having Russian heritage. So one day when everyone is leaving school, my classmate gets a label maker and prints out "FUCKIN RUSSIAN" in the largest sized font possible and put it on her name tag that was on her desk. Nobody ever found out it was him, many laughs were had.
I tried sitting on a bench during break and I was pushed off it by this girl who said it was her space. When I tried to get back on she told a teacher and I was given detention.
I really don't talk too much, almost nothing, a friend asked me what chapter of the book we were studying, I told him like "chapter 4", the teacher yelled at me and my friend for talking in class and we were forced to leave...
In 8th grade, i went to Social Studies with a Russian Gas Mask on, and sat in the far back before class, some girl walked in and fucking SCREAMED like she saw a mouse, and ran out, the school took the gas mask and destroyed it or something, because i never got it back. The SS teacher gave me a high five because i brought in a historical relic from the 1960's for our studies on the cold war.
I flipped off the teacher for the "advanced" learning classes at primairy school.
In the 2nd grade, where I was young, playful, and not smart nor tactful at all.
Learnt that from some guy in that class I was friends with, who wasn't the most peaceful chap.
I felt really ashamed afterwards, through, even if I didn't like the old teapot.
I still think I was such a twat back then.
Even if I never got into shit ever again afterwards.
[QUOTE=zombini;37072229]In 8th grade, i went to Social Studies with a Russian Gas Mask on, and sat in the far back before class, some girl walked in and fucking SCREAMED like she saw a mouse, and ran out, the school took the gas mask and destroyed it or something, because i never got it back. The SS teacher gave me a high five because i brought in a historical relic from the 1960's for our studies on the cold war.[/QUOTE]
I would fucking report that school, They can't destroy your shit or take it and never return it no matter what you do.
One time in 9th grade math class, we had tables of 4 people instead of desks. My teacher said that if we have trouble with our work, we can ask our neighbors at the table for help before going to her. I turn to my friend and ask him if he has any idea how to do a problem that I was confused on and the teacher decided to go apeshit and ask me why I'm disrupting the class. I told her i was just asking my friend for help and she says I'm being disruptive and wasting time in class. She then moves me to the other side of the room and lectures my friend. We both hated that teacher.
This wasn't me but if you remember that fat fuck from earlier (at least I think it was him)
Anyway, there's a woodwork class going on with the other half of the year, a guy is using a high powered disk sander (one that's on the side of a bench etc) and the fat fuck comes up from behind him and goes "BOO!" and probably grabs him.
The guy on the sander scrapes his fingers into the belt and ends up going to hospital.
When I was in 7th grade, shitty flash games were pretty popular. I decided to capitalize on this, and made a website with a bunch of flash games. School blocked it. So I did it again a few months later on a different site.
Guess what happens? Some kid decides to post a level on Free Rider 2 of a penis going into a butt and put the title of the level as "THIS IS WHAT ME AND OTHER KID DID LAST NIGHT"
Final result: I got a police officer at my house at 9pm to accuse me of bullying.
I got a referral for bring Mushiking cards to school in 4th grade.
Saying goddamn, I can say fuck, shit, cunt anything BUT goddamn without getting detention. I go to a public school.
In elementary school I asked if I could go to the bathroom cause I felt sick, and the teacher said to stay after class, but 10 minutes before the bell rang I threw up on the carpet floor and got sent to the nurse. I actually got out earlier that day and felt fine afterwards.
I taped a friends hand in the 5th grade, my teacher went batshit and called my mom.
My mom got really pissed off and raged. The teacher eventually got fired for having too many emotional break downs instead of teaching. She was fucking annoying.
I think in Seventh grade during lunch one of my friends popped a bag of chips and got sent to the lunch detention desk they have in the far corner of the room.
I also got lunch detention in which the teacher yelled at you for smiling. Seriously. She wouldn't let you SMILE in her lunch detention. Why.
Once back in, I want to say 1st grade, the teacher actually sent me down to the main office [i]and[/i] called my parents for getting marker on my fingers, not only that but my parents actually took her side!
Back when I was in 4th grade, we had those terrible macintosh laptops they had in carts (I don't know if many other people had them, for a public school we were pretty wealthy) and we were all assigned a poet to do research on. At this time, google was just a brand new thing, so we didn't know how to just google it.
Me and my partner were assigned Edgar Allen Poe as our poet to do research on (in retrospect, a pretty dark topic for 4th graders). We figured "Naturally we'll find something on www.edgarallanpoe.com!". I don't if we typed it in wrong or if there was a redirecting virus of some sort, but next thing I knew, we were on a website blocked page saying "Access is denied to 'Hanky Panky College, School of Erotic Arts" or some shit like that. At the time, I had no idea what that meant, but moments later the teacher came over and flipped a shit.
We were sent to the principals office and they had to call in our parents. We had to cry and plead with them to convince them that we didn't go there on purpose and that we had no idea what it even was. They said it was grounds for expulsion (I have a hard time believing that now, but still, to a 4th grader that made me nearly piss myself).
And that was the first time I ever heard of the word "porn". From my elementary school principal.
[QUOTE=TheGoodDoctorF;37078151]aasdf[/QUOTE]
If this was all new shit, why would the scream at you threatening you with expulsion for soemthing you didn't know anything about?
Not really at school, but I yelled Penis on the bus real loud.
I was sitting quietly on my chair, working. Then someone talk to me and i get kicked out for nothing.
I attached a couple of wires to the capacitor terminals of a disposable camera and brought it into school. It was really fun to use, made a massive spark whenever it came into contact with a conductor and I managed to shock myself about 6 times until I shocked myself in class and it got confiscated and after a few days I was suspended for bringing an "offensive weapon" into school.
I once got in trouble for turning around in class when I was staring at the teacher. I had a fucklong fringe at the time and it completely covered my face so I can see where the misconception came from.
I remember one very irritating event in my primary school, when I was about 8/9 years old. I was sitting at the lunch table eating my food, but I didn't want to eat my sandwiches, they were cheese sandwiches. FYI I do actually like cheese, but it was a disgusting cold and chemical tasting kind. It isn't really important, all that is was that I hated the taste and didn't want to eat them.
I did the standard thing anybody would do, I put them away in my lunchbox, when suddenly this giant drill Sergent of a dinner lady rushes over to the table and says "what do you think your doing" to which I replied quite obviously "I'm putting it away, I don't like the sandwhiches", she then started to yell and said I would sit there and eat the sandwiches and wouldn't be able to leave until I did.
Baring in mind this is my own food, I didn't get it at the cafeteria (which wouldn't matter anyway). So I was literally being forced to eat something that was to me at the time revolting.
Anyway she also got two girls to observe me they were about 3 years older then me, she asked them to sit and watch me to ensure I ate the whole thing. Some other important information you should know, I'm an extremely slow eater, or atleast I used to be. So by the time I was forced to sit there and eat lunch had already finished and the cafeteria was empty, I really wanted to get to class and see my friends. Of course I was late to class and was told off, all because of this nasty women.
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