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by Pilot » Fri Nov 10, 2006 8:27 pm
Didn't go to King George school, but I hated teachers, all of them, we had a headmaster called Mr Stanley, he was a child hating thug, he had a henchman called Rigby who did the thrashing on stage in front of the whole school, while Stanley looked on and trembled with excitement, he used to sweat and lick his lips, his mouth twitched, he loved it, they would lock him up for it today. One day I was outside of his room sent there by another teacher while he talked to a girl about a man she had met in the nearby woods, I could hear through the door, when it came to my time he was shaking with excitement, I kid you not, I hated teachers. That was early 1960s things have changed thank goodness.
I voted leave
