k, so i was in yr 7, i never got caught per se, but i did get called into the school psychologist's office to "discuss the issue". the head of the school got called in aswell. all the signs pointed to me as the culprit, but they didn't have proof, i never confessed 
they thought i was fucked up, but couldn't see the funny side 
ok so i used to just put my hand up during class and ask the teacher to go to the toilet, they couldn't refuse me permission 
i'd proceed to sneak into the changeroom toilets and lay a big one on the toilet seat  
then id wipe up n flush the PAPER down...hahaha this is when the fun began...
id use the toilet scrubber to shift that turd off the seat and onto the floor, then push it into the middle of the bathroom with it leaving a brown trail behind it, leading to the scene of the crime..
so id leave the turd laying there innocently in the middle of the bathroom while i snuck away back to class, sniggering to myself at my own private joke... 
the word spread around the school in no time, and while all my friends were lolling their asses off at this poo phantom id lol my ass of with them saying "who the fuck would do that lol thats fucked!!" 
i loved my anonymous fame among the students, and infame amongst the staff
however, one of the days the cafeteria ladies were having their afternoon tea on a table outside the gym and saw me sneaking out.
later the alarm bells rang, the word spread throughout the staff that the phantom had reoffended, and the cafeteria ladies squealed.
i was in the library one day when the librarians asked me to drop some books off to the school psychologist. i fell for their trap hook line and sinker.
i was sitting in that chair with sweaty shaky hands for the next hour playing the "well if i knew someone who did this i'm sure they'd be feeling this way about it"
no matter how many ploys that psychologist and head of school used, i did not confess, no matter how many times they reassured me it was OK.
I remember telling them "well if i was the person who did it i'd think it would be pretty funny" and they just looked at me like  
they couldn't prove shit (no pun intended) even though they said "well..all the arrows seem to point to you"
i got off scot-free
The Phantom struck thrice before he was caught, but never struck again.
the teachers looked down on him, but the students rofled every time they heard of it.
I am the Poo Phantom!  
Edited by Anonymous (05/11/09 07:07 AM)
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