TheHateCamel said:

When my Anatomy and Physiology class finished dissecting our baby pigs we got the noses and organs from a few people and stuffed that shit in the soda machine coin returns right before lunch.

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  That's hilarious.

Harbinger said:

Yelling to my principal that she was the antichrist in an assembly

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  That's a good one.

I would NEVER want to be a high school teacher.  Imagine having to deal with kids that were like us when we were that age?  And I hear that kids are worse today.

RandalFlagg said:

... And I hear that kids are worse today.

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We are, I'd say. But I have no point of reference.

I did however cost my school at LEAST $1,000 in maintenance/repairs during my four years. But in a city crammed full of mansions (and the home of Eddie Van Halen, I have been told) that doesn't exactly amount to much among all the funding.

8. There was an easel in my art class made of hollow box-beam steel. The beam that the canvas sits on and that holds the brushes was rather roomy imside, so I took a hardboiled egg and crammed it in there with a meterstick. It stank mildly, but nobody ever figured out where it came from.

9. Our school had a math teacher who had a 90% fail rate, merely because she was a horrible teacher who resented all of her students and usually refused to give help. So, the resident campus slut and drama queen at least once every 2 months would stand up to her, openly insult her, and demand she do her damn job. She never did get in trouble for it. And before my senior year the teacher was fired for being a horrible teacher. Someone once left a large fish on top of one of her lockers, too.

10. My friend had been donating this "potted meat food product" he found for sale at a grocery store (it's basically the meat pulp they make vienna sausages out of, but packed into a small can), and in our science class we had the least observent teacher ever born. So... we took one of the potted meats, opened it, and rolled it behind a side board of the classroom where nobody ever looked. It surprisingly never stank, but when we managed to get it back out to look at it, it had a nice full-bodied afro of mold. We did the same thing with a vienna sausage, and I got paid $5 to take a big sniff of it. I gagged when doing so.

10. Same class I taped a balloon to a peice of PVC pipe to make a sort of balloon-based slingshot. I took a bunch of 00 buckshot with me and used to launch it softly around the classroom. It would hit stuff and make sounds. Our teacher called all the usual slackers up to the front of the class and talked personally to all of them, told us that he didn't know which of us it was but that we need to knock it off. I remember as I walked up to him there was shot ALL OVER the floor, I actually almost slipped and fell on a patch of them. I knocked it off afterwards though, people were getting pissed at being shot with them.

11. Same class again, the guy and girl that sat in front of me and my friend wound up getting overly lusty and putting their hands down each others' pants. I'm pretty sure he eventually just fingered her right there in class while we watched Ferris Beuhler