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It all started in 4th period PE class. It was Mile day, the day we all dreaded, as we had to run a mile. We did our stretches and
what not, went as a class down to the track and started our run. About half way through the run me and my friends notice that the
Mexicans are beating the shit out of this kid Matt Wayne, a kid I ****in hate. But that?s another story. So I didn?t think much of
It at first. Then I hear this Wexican girl ( wexican= a white girl hoo acts like a Mexican hoe ) lost a $100 bill and was flipping out.
I then saw the head of the Mexican posse running around with it, turns out that Matt had found it on the ground and the Mexicans
jumped him for it. Mean while everyone in the class flippin out and its pretty crazy. The teacher stops everyone and demands the money.
We are all tired and sweaty with our uniforms on, then my good friend, Mr. Fulco comes. Mr. Fulco, the head vice principle, the guy hoos mainly
In charge, and I are very good friends. We have a history of these encounters and I found that I hung around in his office on a very frequesnt
bases. There?s plenty more stories about me and him, but back to this one. He comes out, demands everyone in the class to sit against the
fence on the benches. some lower class men come by and laugh, Mr. Fulco grabs him too and sits him down. Everyone is now getting abit pissed,
as it is becoming apparent that we are going to be late for lunch. Mr. Fulco demands all the Mexicans( the main Mexican boys, not my crew, they are
not part of the gang bangers posse) over to one side, where he takes them one by one and does a full ( I mean full) search of them. During this time
I am saying some bad shit. Not behind his back, right to his face and to the classes face. Telling how he is raping the kids, how he is a ****ing sack of
shit, that I hope he ****ing dies and what not. The person laughing the most is my PE teacher, hoo is laughing his ass off. Mr. Fulco seems to be taking it.
After he did a full body search , fully stripped of all the Mexicans he goes down one by one to the rest of the class. By now, lunch has started, and everyone
is wondering what the **** is going on, so there?s a few hundred people watching by this time. He first orders all of our shoes and socks off, and has someone check everyone?s
shoes. He then comes by, slowly to everyone?s backpacks. While doing this I go on and on about the Constitution, and our rights, and keep calling him a ****ing sack of shit
rapist and what not. When he finally gets to me, he asks me if there is anything he should know about before going into my backpack. I said **** ya, I got some weed,
****o movies, and a $100 bill too. He says " don?t be smart with me boy". I say **** u. He goes through my back pack and finds nothing. More time passes, and lunch has abit more time left
. I tell him how I?m getting my full 40 minutes of lunch no matter when he lets us go, even if I have to skip, and I tell him more and more how much of a ****ing ass he is. He finally finishes going through
everyone?s shit, finding nothing, he?s still doing more searches, actually most people were still getting searched still. I walk into the locker room where my PE teacher confronts me, and says holly shit lol, I cant believe u said that and he laughs. I get my clothes on and go out back to where its happening. The crowd watching has only grown. As I walk away to go get some food, I yell, " Mr. Fulco is a faggot!" and everyone?s like damn, I cant believe he just said that ****. I go get my food, and my other friends are like what the **** is going on over there. I?m like, " Mr. Fulco is such a ****ing faggot"!! and one of my friends jokingly says, why don?t you go and tell him? So I went walked back into the massive crowd of students, and scream, " Mr. FULCO IS A ****ING FAGGOT"!!!!!! The words echoed for like 10 minutes Everyone in the school is like shit! holly ****! And another principle says You! Go to the office NOW!! I say **** you, and I walk back and eat my lunch. I then go to the office, where I waited for about a million years, as they had 10 people in there from the money scandal and 4 kids and police officers in there for drug possetion, the office was riling with excitement. I go into Mr. Fulcos office and tell him that he?s a prick, and to shove it. He gives me 5 days suspension, this was a Friday, before spring break, so basically meant I had no school for the next 16 days. I walk my ass home, hours after school had ended, and my parents are like what the ****! You ****ing moron what did u do that for. Then I sat , downloaded PS2 games and played Unreal Tournament for the next 2+ weeks all day and every day. I got back to school, everyone looked at me like, holly damn, all my teachers where shocked, was ****ing awesome LOL.
That?s just 1 story from my vault, I have plenty more, and the next big thing after this, almost got me in a lot more trouble than 5 days suspension. Well that?s all folks!
sounds like an extreme me
more more more!
Ill write some more tommorow. Ill give you a Preview.
Prinicible, talking to me. " Im gonna kill you, you ****ing nigger"!
american schools no good..
isnt that illegal...on about 3 levels?
where do you live??? New York?
(/me is looking forward to the story)
oh and btw - if you had not said anything, and gone to the police about Mr Fulco's 'inspection', he would've been fired and not be able to be anywhere near a school ever again...... if our legal systems are the least bit similar...
Ya ya ya, but justice does on its own. A few days later his house burnt down.
Youll see boout what she said when i do the next story. I live in sunny Southern California, Im north or LA.
you wouldnt happen to be a part of that.....would you?
Na na. Im messed up, but not that messed up. I have been pretty calm lately. I have more important things to worry about than ****ing with the administrators, like girls, homework, and sitting on the forums.