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I am a primary school teacher (year 5). I don't let children go to the toilet during lessons. Would this rule bother you as a parent?
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I never understood why kids used to ask for permission to urinate at school. I just got up and went, no fucker tells 7 a year old me I can't piss when I need one.I am a primary school teacher (year 5). I don't let children go to the toilet during lessons. Would this rule bother you as a parent?
Mrs D would sort 7 year old you out mate - she's fucking nails she is when she's doing that teaching bollocks .Did you know teachers are not even allowed to use weapons on kids these days? In my day the teachers would use backboard dusters, metal rulers, chairs - whatever came into their psycho hands, then after they had beaten you half to death you were supposed to say thank you. I got knocked unconscious by one of the mad fucker cos I wouldn't stop laughing while he was laying into me with a blackboard duster, one of them wooden fuckers, he got put on my list, he shouldn't have done that, he didn't like being on my list after I had left school.I never understood why kids used to ask for permission to urinate at school. I just got up and went, no fucker tells 7 a year old me I can't piss when I need one.
Possibly, who knows in the crazy world of Arthur Brown where he brings us Fire, Brexit and Trump. The entire world has gone Radio Rental so why not here?Is this thread for real??
Brilliant post.Has anyone ever shit themselves when mortal?
I have done it twice.....
1st time me and the lads decided to meet up at my gaff about 19:30 before heading to the boozer on my estate on the way into town. Think I was 17/18 at most as were all the others and my mum and dad were relaxed with me going out drinking. Dad decided as I had the boys round to crack open this bottle of moonshine brandy one of his pals had brought back from Romania... unlabeled, corked and wrapped in clingfilm it looked shady as fuck. We all had 2 shots with my old man and this stuff was like dinrnking fire...
About 20:15 we made it to the boozer about half a miles trek from mine not without getting into a small scrap with a couple of the local scally cunts who we shoed off without too much drama.
I had 1 beer and within 20 mins one of the lads had fully passed out and I took it upon myself to do the right thing and take him home. I asked the lads to help to which they told me to fuck off so after trying to fight all of them I dragged him out to his gaff on the way back to mine.
Dropped him at his door and headed on home as I knew I was in big trouble and needed my bed.
By 21:00 I was back in bed and shitting myself throughout the night oblivious to the fact my mum had come home from work and was watching over me as I was forgetting to breath in my alcho coma, my dad had called her at work to say he was going out to look for somone who tried to rob him at gun point (he had carried on with the brandy).
One lad got hit by a car and ended up in A&E, 2 were arrested..... Fully naked, one woke up in his garage soaking wet head to toe and I pulled a trainspotting.
The lad I dropped off couldn't find his key so broke in and passed out on his front room floor. Apart from it wasn't his front room floor and his neighbours were pissed that he had fucked their double glazing cladding and was snoring his arse off and farting up their gaff.
My dad insisted to his dying day somone knocked on our front door and tried to rob him at gun point. And that the best course of action was to go looking for them and not call the police.
Fucking great night..... well 3 hours.
What a gentleman you are, I bet you even put the seat back down after you've a wee wee. Opening the window was a nice Valentine's day present for your missus, you are new age man, respect!I just took a shit and didnt ask anyone for permission,thats how I roll.Even did a courtesy open the window after.
Yep. Benitses in Corfu July 1988 after a skinful of ouzo and a dodgy burger. I was onto a good thing with a girl called jenny from Sheffield up to that point. Fucking cracking holiday!Has anyone ever shit themselves when mortal?
Remember that guy named gazza? He would start a thread about Mongolian throat-singing or some shit and then disappear for three months. He was also obsessed with Jermaine Jenas and claimed to be Swedish (he wasn't.)Oh good, I like this thread. It's a throwback to a previous place in a previous time when weirdos just turned up, joined in and then left, Remember Farmer Jim.
Remember that guy named gazza? He would start a thread about Mongolian throat-singing or some shit and then disappear for three months. He was also obsessed with Jermaine Jenas and claimed to be Swedish (he wasn't.)
Shitting ya self is a life affirming process.Yep. Benitses in Corfu July 1988 after a skinful of ouzo and a dodgy burger. I was onto a good thing with a girl called jenny from Sheffield up to that point. Fucking cracking holiday!
Yeah I am going to be Swedish as well, everybody should have the right to be Swedish if they chose. Swedish people are cool, especially fake Swedish people.Remember that guy named gazza? He would start a thread about Mongolian throat-singing or some shit and then disappear for three months. He was also obsessed with Jermaine Jenas and claimed to be Swedish (he wasn't.)
Spill the beans you must have a story to tell.Well this is an interesting blokey bit of chit chat
Just the usual thread diversion for an extremely daft post, though maybe it has got a bit 'blokey'. We normally send threads like this off in a food related direction, but due to the really strange topic it is quite natural that it veered off to the toilet, (where we always make sure the seat is not weed on and put back where the controllers of our souls like it). You know we're all just smutty teenagers in our brains don't you? I'm 61 in human years, which is about 13 in bloke years.Well this is an interesting blokey bit of chit chat
I am a primary school teacher (year 5). I don't let children go to the toilet during lessons. Would this rule bother you as a parent?
FAKE NEWS! Everybody knows you get UTIs and warts from kissing girls!FWIW, it's not healthy to hold it no matter what your age.
Increases the chances of UTI's.
COYS
All the time I’ve left cacks in boozers across the world mateHas anyone ever shit themselves when mortal?
I have done it twice.....
1st time me and the lads decided to meet up at my gaff about 19:30 before heading to the boozer on my estate on the way into town. Think I was 17/18 at most as were all the others and my mum and dad were relaxed with me going out drinking. Dad decided as I had the boys round to crack open this bottle of moonshine brandy one of his pals had brought back from Romania... unlabeled, corked and wrapped in clingfilm it looked shady as fuck. We all had 2 shots with my old man and this stuff was like dinrnking fire...
About 20:15 we made it to the boozer about half a miles trek from mine not without getting into a small scrap with a couple of the local scally cunts who we shoed off without too much drama.
I had 1 beer and within 20 mins one of the lads had fully passed out and I took it upon myself to do the right thing and take him home. I asked the lads to help to which they told me to fuck off so after trying to fight all of them I dragged him out to his gaff on the way back to mine.
Dropped him at his door and headed on home as I knew I was in big trouble and needed my bed.
By 21:00 I was back in bed and shitting myself throughout the night oblivious to the fact my mum had come home from work and was watching over me as I was forgetting to breath in my alcho coma, my dad had called her at work to say he was going out to look for somone who tried to rob him at gun point (he had carried on with the brandy).
One lad got hit by a car and ended up in A&E, 2 were arrested..... Fully naked, one woke up in his garage soaking wet head to toe and I pulled a trainspotting.
The lad I dropped off couldn't find his key so broke in and passed out on his front room floor. Apart from it wasn't his front room floor and his neighbours were pissed that he had fucked their double glazing cladding and was snoring his arse off and farting up their gaff.
My dad insisted to his dying day somone knocked on our front door and tried to rob him at gun point. And that the best course of action was to go looking for them and not call the police.
Fucking great night..... well 3 hours.
Didn't Beckham shit himself during a game once and wipe himself on the pitch?