I was booted for fighting with a rich teachers son, the techer unfortunately worked at the school. And no I don't make threats.
I used to go to this house across the street from my school to smoke 2 joints everyday in between my first and second period classes. The house was abandoned at the time, because the family that lived there was murdered by the father, who committed suicide afterwards. Anyway, I'd go into a closet on the carport and smoke two joints to the head, and since the closet was so small, I smelled like a big ball of resin going back to class everyday. lol My usual teacher didn't give a fuck if I was stoned or not, but we had a substitute one day and we had to go to a different class for the day. The substitute teacher smelled the weed smell that had soaked into my clothes and asked me to stay after class. He asked me if I had been smokin pot, to which I replied "yes, actually I have". haha Then he escorted me to the principal's office. I still had 3-4 joints in a baggy that I had rolled before school, so while I was walking behind my teacher on the way to the principal's office, I dropped the bag in a trashcan. They called the campus police officer to the office and they asked me all kinds of questions. Then the cop put me in handcuffs and kept talking to me and they called my mom, even though I was 18 at the time. Suddenly, I remembered that I had a knife in my pocket, so while still in handcuffs with my hands behind my back, I somehow reached in my pocket, grabbed the knife, slid it behind my back, and threw it under the table that I was sitting next to. I didn't think the cop saw me throwing anything under the table, because he didn't say anything about it. 5-10 minutes later, the cop says he has to search me, so he searches me and finds nothing, and I'm thinking I'm in the clear. Then the cop pulls up the table cloth and grabs the knife from under the table and says something along the lines of "You thought I didn't see what you were doing, didn't you?" The cop said I could've done up to 10 years in prison just for having that knife on school grounds. The vice principal was in the office with us and asked the cop not to arrest me and she said they just wanted me out of the school and for me to never come back to any school in the county, so I went to night school and was on academic probation. I got lucky, really. But......a few months later, at the night school and still on academic probation, I left campus and smoked some blunts in my friend's van with a few people and I came back to class late. The principal of the night school didn't like me anyway, because she knew I had stole another student's purse a few weeks prior and she couldn't prove it, so she was like "Brian.....why were you late? You know you're on academic probation, right? I have every right to give you a piss test." So she gives me a piss test and I failed it and was expelled from the night school. After that, I said fuck it and just got my GED and enlisted in the army. Then I got an uncharacterized discharge from the army for failing a piss test, after having only been enlisted for about 4 months. hahaha FUCK! Sorry for the long post, but you asked:tongue: lol
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man, my teachers made me love learning. i really miss them. i hear one of my classmates met my english teacher enjoying mardi gras in his retirement.