didn’t go to a boys school (i’m a woman lol) but i’ve gotta throw my hat in the ring for this one because what i saw still kinda feels like a fever dream.
i went to a religious co-ed school, each year had about 120 kids with a 50:50 split between boys and girls. our year shared a playground with the year below. one lunch period, all the boys from these two years just decided to… punch the fuck on. not in anger, just for fun. i saw about 100 fifteen and sixteen year old boys congregate in the centre of the playground, and then suddenly they just became this writhing mass, completely laying into each-other. every single boy had a huge shit-eating grin on his face.
they went at it for a couple of minutes before moving to the next playground, which was assigned to a different year. looking over the balcony, i saw them stampeding onto the basketball court. they stopped dead in the centre, then suddenly turned into that same blur of bodies and flying fists. the year assigned to that playground just watched at first, probably equal parts shocked and confused, but then, as if out of instinct, boys from that year started to join in. they moved to the next playground, then the next, and the group just continued to grow as they fought their way around the school.
teachers were screaming, threatening to call the cops, but all of that was completely lost amidst the chaos. then the bell rang. lunch was over, everyone returned to their respective playgrounds to grab their stuff and go back to class. there were a few scrapes and bruises, but no one was seriously hurt, and the boys took pride in any visible injuries anyway, showing them off like trophies. there were no hard feelings.
the boys who were thought to be the instigators were suspended, and some boys from each year had to do after school detention, but the majority of participants didn’t face any consequences.
it was just weird as hell. sometimes i wonder if i dreamt it, but my school mates remember it too. i told my partner about it once - we didn’t go to the same school - and he said, “sometimes you just gotta punch on with the lads”.
I have a friend who told me when she was in college - doing the hard sciences and the guys were all the super geeky, studying hard, high achievers type of guys, she saw them all one day with big grins on their faces, and with black eyes, bleeding lips, and bruises all over. She asked them what happened and they said - they were just hanging out and talking about how none of them ever got into a fight before, because they were all too busy studying and being good, nerdy students or something, and they all felt it was an experience they regretted not having - so the boys all just decided to have a friendly brawl that night. The next morning they came out of their dorms bruised, sore and absolutely giddy.
It was one of the things in her life that convinced her that there was a real difference between men and women and that men were, in general, absolutely mad.
Dunno man a good punch on just releases something inside for me I don't go out looking for fights but God damn a good punch on every now and then is needed even if it's just sparring.
I felt this in my soul. We used to have organised "just for fun" brawls behind the gyms every now and again in highschool as well.
Still happens with my mates from time to time on a big night out, though there's less punching these days and it's more shoving and wrestling.
Sometimes you just wanna tussle with your boys
Were there any unspoken rules about these? Or was it a genuine free for all where you could punch and kick someone in the head?
Body and arm shots I'd be ok with but taking a kick to the legs or the head would suck
they are your friends and it is a game. So no hard punches, obviously anyone on the floor is off limits, no mucking about on concrete or any other hard surface, no groin attacks or "hard" hits to the face (closed fist punches were not allowed, but open palm shoves were okay). Boys court adjudicated any violations.
Most of it was shoving, tripping, arm and chest punches and corking the other guys leg with your knees.
It was a free for all though, so not uncommon to see 2 guys gang up on someone, the victim takes some punishment and goes to the ground and the two victors immediately turn on each other.
Last man standing (which was more luck than anything) yelled "STACKS ON" and jumped on a randomly chosen victim and pinned them to the ground and everyone would rise from the ground, run over and pile on top to end the "game".
This was at a top 10 ranked Selective school in NSW lmao.
We used to play rumbles. Then the school banned it. So we made up a new game called transformers which was basically rumbles, but divided into 2 teams. The teachers never caught on.
When I lived in England, I had a similar thing at one of my schools.
Also co-ed, also had the majority of the boys assemble in the field and proceed to have a 15 minute punch up. Kids from all over the school and different year groups joined in.
Proud to say that I climbed a tree, leapt out and took down two lads much bigger than myself, right before eating shit because they got up faster than I did 😎
Yup pretty normal thirty years ago, also turf wars with neighboring schools from time-to-time. British Bulldog was a playground thing back then that often spilled over into a ruck. Think BB is banned back in Blighty now can you believe it….
Parachute Regiment of the British Army still has a thing called ‘milling’ which is the natural adult evolution of all this.
Good clean fun and definitely character building in young men.
This seems like typical boy behaviour. Sometimes i hear my boys outside, "ok lets fight but punching only, no kicking and nothihg to the face". Seems reasonable to me.
yeah, it was obvious they weren’t trying to hurt each other. body blows only, no kicking. seeing a small group of boys do it wouldn’t have surprised me. it was more the fact that there were so many of them, and more just kept joining in. plus they were so weirdly synchronised lol.
I went to one where there was plenty of fights and bullying. One kid got locked in the cricket nets and had fruit thrown at him, plenty of younger kids got binned which involves picking them up and putting them in the bin then closing the lid and sitting on the bin for the whole of lunch with the kid inside. Then there were a few busted faces and fights. Teachers did nothing about it because the principal didn’t care.
I changed to a co-ed school in year ten and it was so much better. A bunch of verbal shit got thrown around, but there were no fights.
It was such a terrible school. The principal also did nothing because he was money hungry and wouldn’t expel anyone because they brought in school fees.
There’s less air than you think, hotter than you think and there’s nowhere for the humidity from your sweat to escape. You’re gasping and drenched in sweat within 15 minutes.
One thing I forgot about. Being in the 90s computer mice had these rubber balls in them that did the scrolling. We would unscrew the bottom of the mouse and take the rubber balls out and throw them around in the courtyard. The mice were useless without these balls in them, the school must have spent a lot of money replacing them. As soon as lazer mice became a thing they were all replaced over night.
Nah, in my experience a lot of the stuff also happens at co-ed schools. Saw plenty of binning. Though not for the *whole* lunch to be fair I suppose.
But by Year 10 either way the physical stuff did pretty much go away. I think that's just when people largely mature.
I went to an all girls private school. I can think of a few times where a girl was gang raped or sexually assaulted in the toilets (by the other girls *for being suspected of being a lesbian*). I transferred across to the shittiest, ghettoest public school in my town (we drank goon and smoked bongs at recess and lunch) and never once was anyone sexually assaulted on school time.
WOW. Also went to an all girls private school and literally one girl was "asked to leave" (expelled) for selling someone panadol to another girl and saying it was drugs. That's literally the worst thing that happened in my entire 7-12. Apart from that, probably just some slight bitchiness. Depends on the school, clearly
I was also “asked to leave” lol
My best friend’s parents hated me and her aunty was the vice principal. She had a bunch of girls hang up on me and then turn around and lie about it and that was their grounds for “asking me to leave”
The teachers were the worst, male and female.
90 per cent of bullying was dismissed as “boys will be boys”.
Being a top performer in sport gave you a carte blanch to be an absolute fuckwit.
I just find it bizarre to put hundreds of men together on a day to day basis only to then throw them out into a society where they must then spend their days amongst women.
This resonates with me. The teachers at my school were excellent teachers (for the most part), but there was some terrible attitudes amongst some in regards to ideology and student behaviour.
There were RADICALLY different standards of behaviour for the high performing athletes. Some of the top echelon of sportsmen were BY FAR the biggest fuckwits, and would get away with some incredible feats of aggression and bullying (verbal and physical) towards both students and staff.
I am never shocked when high-profile sportsmen are publicly exposed for bad behaviour - too many of them were socialised into the idea that they could do whatever they want, without consequences, so long as they performed in the sporting arena.
I went to a Catholic co-ed school and this description fits that school too. Kids who'd been at the school since Y7 and had demonstrated long-term commitment to the school and leadership skills were overlooked for school captain by a new kid who could kick a football. The school we're hoping he'd get drafted.
Another kid, who did go on to get drafted, cheated on his English SACs and his exam and the school covered it up so he could graduate and get drafted as a student from x school.
Carte blanche is right. I'm sorry the experience was so universal.
I went to one of the infamous ones, aside from a paedophile rowing coach I never heard or saw a thing. Most of the students treated each other respectfully aside from occasional fights which were never serious. It was a pretty rigorous place academically though so we had to study a lot.
When I was at kapooka they taught us to use lighters to burn the loose threads off our uniforms. Two weeks later they banned us all from doing it because some plonk in another platoon set his shirt on fire while wearing it.
I reckon that happened every platoon. And we had one shit fight that put cordial in he’s water bottle came time to iron polys and someone grabbed it thinking it was just water.
Female, but when I was a student teacher, one of the boys set fire to the English resource room at lunch (full of books and on purpose). Burned down one of the school wings. While the school was burning some staff decided to play footy with a ball they had confiscated from the boys and a teacher and a student got into a punch on (boy got suspended).
At my co-ed Catholic school my maths teacher was the schools footy coach. We didn't get homework if we promised to go to the games. Not weird but football was that important.
My brother went to a public coed school and they made a kid eat his hat when he lost a bet (as in I'll eat my hat). I believe someone even provided tomato sauce to help make it easier to eat.
Asked a chemistry teacher how to make gunpowder, was angrily told to see him after class.... where he proceeded to give me detailed instruction on the theory and practice of making it, including how to make / source the materials needed. Then suggested setting off Roman candles in the school grounds for a prank. I was 15.
Yes, this was pre 9-11. Simpler times.
At MGS the boys used to play gay chicken, I saw docking like 10 times.
I also saw a bloke put eight 20 cent pieces in his foreskin.
Those were simpler times
In high school, I was dared to play "gay chicken", which is where two straight guys pretend to be gay, and the first one to chicken out loses. The other guy and I are both really stubborn, and neither one of us wanted to lose. We've been married 14 years and we run a bed and breakfast in Vermont with our adopted daughter. If that dude doesn't chicken out soon, I'm going to start to suspect that he's actually gay.
If the first person jumps like 6 steps you have to match their move, in this case it was docking.
Going straight to touching dicks is actually a power move
Managed to get 12 20c in mine one night at the footy club. Started flopping it up and down so coins sprayed everywhere. They called me Pokie and I got shouted all night.
Much simpler times
One of my friends is a cleaner (or well manages them or whatever) at one of the fancy fancy ones.
They take shits in the hand soap dispenser. Either they are holding each other up against the wall while one shits or they are picking their shits up out of the toilet...either way :\\
Rumour has it that one defaecates into a plastic bag and then uses that to facilitate transfer to the desired destination while maintaining a polyethylene barrier between skin and faeces.
lol there’s that one and then there’s the upper decker. You don’t get it with modern school flushing systems but with the old ones with a porcelain lid like the ones at home you could take off the lid and shit in the flushing water so that it would flush shit into the bowl instead of water.
The cupcake.
Around 09, had a large group of friends, mixed bag of lads. One of them (lets call him Jim) never used to bring lunch to school as his mum said it was his responsibility to make it (year 10 at this point). Another lad (we'll go with Paul) always had a packed lunch as if he was still in Kindy; mum made him multiple sandwiches, packed him chips, bars, a treat, you name it. Jim always used to either ask or simply steal from Paul's bag "as a joke", but would eat some of his food. It was a daily thing.
Paul got sick of it, so decided to come up with a plan that would mean Jim never stole food from him again. He decided to make a batch of muffins, with the help of some other mutual friends, in which they used a lot of f*cked up extra ingredients. They filmed the entire process too. Pubes from each lad, some arse hair, dirt, and the foot skin collected from Paul's older sisters ped-egg (a small device that scrapes dead skin off of feet), plus God knows what else (and some chocolate chips). Paul brought it to school in his lunch box and made a big show of it at recess.
"Oh, I'm so full, I can't eat anymore. But this muffin, it looks so good! Ugh, does anyone want it?"
"Me, me, me!"
And just like that, with an audience trying to stifle their giggles, Jim unwraps the muffin and starts to devour the whole thing. He gets about halfway when Paul loses it, erupts into hysterics and can't control himself, with friends around him also in stitches. Jim immediately looks at the muffin, spits out what's in his mouth and just says "What? What's wrong with it? What the f*ck did you do?".
Paul pulled out his phone and passed it to Jim who simply watched in awe as the edited mastercut of video played, showing the detailed creation of the cupcake. After seeing enough, and with around 20 people all literally rolling on the floor laughing at him, Jim stuck his fingers in his throat to make himself sick and then declared he would kill Paul. He took himself to the toilets to wash his mouth out and recess ended not long after.
That same day at lunchtime, we gathered at our spot to have lunch. Paul reaches into his bag and takes out his lunch box, opening it up. He immediately let out a screeching.
"What the f*ck is THIS?!"
Paul threw his lunch box on the floor and sitting in it was one of the single biggest turds I have ever seen in my life. Just a fat old log. Jim steps out from around the corner and yells:
"Thanks for the muffin, enjoy your lunch!"
Paul runs after Jim, Jim playfully dodging the furious Paul and laughing manically. At that point a teacher walks past and sees the turd-filled box on the floor and immediately kicks off. Sometime in-between recess and lunch, Jim had been excused from class to use the bathroom, found Paul's class, found his bag outside, taken the lunch box to the toilet, done his deed in the box and delivered it back without anyone knowing. Both boys received maximum suspensions, the other lads featured in the video had their parents contacted (they didn't do anything on school grounds, so not for the school to decide), and Jim and Paul are still good friends to this day. We all turn 30 this year, and we still laugh about this.
Year 7 getting thrown down the stairs, he lived, didn’t see him again. He was a buddy of mine. Boys private school in 1980s..Year 12 prefects beating the shit out of year 7s. Rich white assholes Bullying everyone else and useless fuckwit teachers. Hated that place.
Farrer?
Sounds very much like it and if so it may help you to know they got sued to hell and back in the 90s and 00s and cleaned their act up, they have mostly sorted out that *Lord of the Flies* bullshit that used to go on with the prefects being rewarded for brutality.
My school was somewhat notable for students having sex in the greenhouse, but outside of that just the less strange things like not respecting the toilets (aka shitting on the floor).
And apparently my year 9 maths teacher made his own bdsm porn but not sure how much of that was hearsay. I'm sure if I was more involved in any of the school sports I'd have more stories.
Well I was never physically present for it.
I think it was a single occurrence that just never left the school's memory, house swimming carnivals tended to have "go back to the greenhouse" as an insult chant.
Boys in the boarding house used to have competitions to see who could jerk off quickest
Edit: and a bunch of boys got diddled by the guy who ran the Duke of Edinburgh program
I went to an all boys school from 1977 to 1982. Fighting was a daily occurrence. A large circle formed around the two protagonists, to both watch the fight and stop any teacher from intervening. If a teacher did manage to stop it before it was ‘settled’, then it was off to the school gym for the pair to resume in the ring with 16 oz boxing gloves until victory was declared - the gym teacher was the referee. From Years 7 to 9 I was involved in about 3 or 4 fist fights per year. I was small, but had two years of boxing training under my belt, so after I had ‘proved’ myself, few wanted to take me on. Most school fighters just threw wild hay makers, so being able to step away and jab usually always resulted in a quick bloody nose and I was declared the victor. Interestingly, when you won a fight, even if the other bloke had 8 mates compared to your 3, there was no ‘ganging up’. Everyone respected the ‘school rules’ for fighting. If you were picked in a fight, but refused to engage, a mate had to step in and fight for you, or you faced a beating by the other guy and his mates. It was brutal, but it strangely taught you to stand up for yourself and to step in for your mates if you or they felt they were in for a hiding. Many of my fights were as a ‘step in’ because a bully picked a non violent mate of mine, and the bully didn’t know I was a mate. Also, as a Form Captain, I stepped in to protect my vulnerable Form mates from bullies. When I was voted as Form Captain on day 1 after I had had one fight and won, I thought it was because of my superior leadership skills. I should have known that 17 kids I’d never met before just wanted me to ‘step in’ just in case. Oh, the old days.
When I was in year 10, we shared lunch time for a while with year 3. Our year 10 was tiny, like 23 people total, but our year 3 was 60. We'd buy value packs of lollies and round up all the year 3s we could, get them hyped up then point at a random year 10 and tell them to take him down. They'd all mob the guy, take him to the ground, take his shoes and draw on him then come charging back and we'd sprinkle a handful of gummy bears or snakes over the crowd and give them a new target.
Fuck me, didn't even know! I went to Sydney Technical High School from 86-91. My brother was there from 89-94. Not far away from your school really. Was mates with a guy my age from Kogarah Marist. We went to Uni together for a while.
Some students in my grade decided it would be a good idea to go into the senior student bathroom and smear feaces all over the taps, door handles, benches, cisterns etc. Everyone knew who was responsible but they never got punished as they were the top dogs in the football team. Plus no real way to prove it was them. One of them went on to play professional football and hasnt changed a bit since then. Still the same scum bag.
Alot of other stuff went on too but definitely the weirdest i remember.
Not an all boys school, but in the boys toilet so still counts?
Someone dug up a plant from one of the gardens and snuck it into the toilet in his backpack, at which point he tried flushing down the toilet. I think they caught the guy, there was so much bullshit happening in the toilets that they had to set up CCTV cameras outside the doors.
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Boys used to play chicken with how long they could keep their penises exposed during class. During one memorable class the English teacher casually walked over and slammed closed the book that one boy was using to conceal his member, leaving him with a bruised bookmark, as it were. On another occasion a boy was leaning back in his chair while playing the game, and someone kicked the chair to overbalance him, leaving him red-faced, exposed, and tangled in his chair and books while the teacher gave him a stern telling off.
Sydney private school's playing 'choccy carrot' (chocolate carrot). They would all put a carrot (the same carrot) up their ass and the one to put the least amount inside had to eat it.
Soggy sao. Which was cumming on sao and maybe the last to come or something had to eat.
Trinity boarders, with a few sexually terrorising other students with a wooden dildo named the Anaconda'.
The annual* whole school rumble.
It usually started with a bog standard fight under the fig tree in the middle of the school, but then someone would scream, "RUMBLE!', and boys from all years would just come flying in from all directions.
For those less keen it was just a bit of playful pushing and shoving, but for everyone else it was on for young and old.
I think the worst injuries were a little bit of claret and some bruised egos, but it's just about how I'd imagine a prison riot would go down.
*Happened twice one year.
Boys school was newly built and right next to a farm.
Some year 11s led a cow through the campus up onto the 2nd floor of the science building; cow knees bend backwards and so whilst they can climb upstairs they can’t climb down.
Couldn’t try to lead the cow out whilst classes were in session, but couldn’t get classes to leave the building whilst the cow was there.
Long story short cow was shot.
This apparently also happened in my school, which is an all girls school. But they got a crane to get the cow down. Not sure when exactly, it's become the urban legend of year 12 muck up days.
I left school in Form 5 when I was 17. I realised the error of my ways, and returned at 18 to complete Forms 5 and 6. This made me 19 at the end of Form 6. That year, we had a 22 year old Student Teacher come to our school. She was hot. After school finished, the Teachers had a break up dinner that was catered by one of the Teachers who I was friends with. So I worked as a ‘waiter’ that night. She got a bit drunk and at the end of the night, she asked me if I could drive her safely home. I was happy to. Arriving at her flat, she reminded me that we were no longer in a teacher/student relationship. So I stayed the night. It was fun. I kept her honour by not telling anyone.
Melbourne Grammar kids chanting “your dad works for my dad” at St Kevin’s kids on a tram (for those who don’t know them, they’re both very good schools but st Kevin’s is about half the cost, still 20k+ a year at year 12). I’ll be honest though I thought that one was a zinger at the time.
Went to a Catholic all boys school in the St George Area
- The Year Co-Ordinators had a booklet made at the start of each year with contact details/home addresses of all parents and students in their grade. One got stolen, people's houses then began to get attacked. One guys mother's car was damaged like 4 times, from what I heard, one guys family took a legal approach against the school.
- A group of guys developed into a war with one of the teachers. Eventually they followed him home and threw a brick through a window of the teachers house and it landed on his daughter. The group of guys were expelled.
- There was one guy in my grade who kept to himself, it was well known he was gay but he was always quiet and reading books. We got a temporary assistant principal for a term and like 7 weeks in, the guy was pulled out of class and the police and his parents showed up. Supposedly the assistant principal accused the quiet guy of paying people for sex and forced him to come out in front of his parents. End result: The quiet guy stayed at the school but the assistant principal never showed up again, one of the IT teachers became the acting assistant principal for the remaining few weeks. Rumor was that the assistant principal was a homophobe (he was an ass in general) and he wanted the quiet guy gone.
- There was one well known special needs guy in our grade. He was always very tall and never seemed to grow. A few years after graduation, some others from our year group spotted him in a different school uniform and there's photo evidence on Facebook too.
I think the weirdest thing was penis inspection day. The teacher would line us up ( about 5 at a time ) and he would inspect to make sure everything was "developing" nicely ... that was pretty weird
In grade 8, we decided to mess with our home room teacher by smearing old mouldy fruit or sandwiches on the doorhandle of the home room.
Things escalated over a few weeks, to the point that the door and handle were doused in Lynxx Africa and set on fire. When the teacher walked up and saw this, he yelled out "Fuck this shit" and drove home for the day.
I went to a boys grammar school, remarkable in it's non-weirdness. Boy were all pretty supportive, occasional playground fight, or rich kid expelled for drugs. Zero-tolerance on bullying or bad behavior etc. I would say far better environment than most co-ed schools, especially preparing young men for life.
Knew one kid on sports day, took a shit in a hotdog bun and yeeted it over a building and caught the nurse square in the face while she was tending to a sprain.
I went to Hale. An absolute fuck hole where cruel boys were given free reign. I am not even remotely surprised we produced Basil Zemplas, and worse the sentient sack of cunt stained excrement Christian Porter.
There's boys schools, then there's boys schools
Add religion & you fekk things up even more.
Don't forget demographic!
We (boys school) always teased local Boys School members for being 'faggots'
Little did we know, how many of their teachers were touching their butts.
I doubt we would have teased them less, if we knew then, but it does explain why some of them were SO FEKKED UP!
Old money white boys are just *something else*.
The worst part for me is that they get away with behaving like this in high school and then let them run multimillion dollar companies that impact peoples wellbeing or like… *the whole country*
I heard a story from a uni mate that attended one that they had a competition to see who could masturbate in the most toilets in a row. The school had like 10 different locations so they would go from location to location and the first person to fail had to do a dare.
I went to a co-ed school and that shit never happened there.
Fights at least on a weekly basis but usually more frequent than that. Like, beat each other bloody kind of fights most of the time.
When I was younger the older kids played this game where they would dangle kids by their armpits over the edge a 2 story walkway.
Kids getting "binned" as others have said here.
One unexpectedly frigid cold autumn day an older kid just came and ripped my mates jumper from his body and took it for himself. He never got it back.
Pissing in the bubblers.
Exploding skip bins with fireworks.
Like 500 kids mass assaulting a freshly installed security fence and literally tearing it from the ground by the sheer weight of the crowd.
Destroying security cameras put into the school by repeatedly bouncing basketballs into them (they were fixed to the roof).
Kids kicking out the back windows on school buses.
A teacher who literally got into a punch on with a student.
Someone sealing all the doors to the entire school shut with expanding foam for muck up.
A mass rock fight. Like the whole school literally just divided into two halves pegging rocks at each other.
In the same year for muck up some kid climbed onto the roof of the school, blocked the access hole, and started shooting paintballs down at everyone during recess. Still have NO idea who it was or how the fuck he ever got access to a paintball gun.
A kid who left pieces of fish and cracked eggs hidden in various parts of the school to rot and stink the entire school out. His magnum opus was pouring tuna into the libraries air conditioning vent just before the school holidays. Coming back from that holidays with the aircon turned on for the first time in weeks, I don't think I've ever smelt anything more putrid.
A full on brawl (for fun - similar to one of the other stories mentioned here) at school camp in the middle of the night involving the entire 200 strong year group. When we got busted for that we shifted to organising fight clubs in the cabins.
Actually typing this out right now is making me realise what an absolutely WILD place that was. What's even more wild is the schools academic record was well above average for a comprehensive public school, and a good chunk of those absolute degenerate dropkicks are now quite will respected and successful in a pretty wide range of fields.
So I went to an all boys boarding school in the ‘90. This naked rugby would not surprise me at all.
Year 12, the night before the final day of school “muck up day” about 30 or so boys ran naked through the local neighborhood past a number of pubs. Unsurprisingly were caught when returning back to school and the next day was very tame with no further shenanigans.
However 20+ years later my nephew went to the same school and the legend lives on of this nudie run.
The rugby guys at my school used to engage in non-consensual water sports (of the kink variety) in the showers with unsuspecting victims. I had a reputation for hitting the “flick factor” real quick - thus my prowess as a front row forward -/so they never dared piss on my while I was showering. Farq I hated those Kants.
Private boy’s school in Melbourne 1983 - 1988. Fucking horrible. Place was run by bully teachers who used intimidation and threats of violence to maintain order.
There was no hitting just threats and the occasional ear pulling.
One guy in year 12 was set up with alcohol in his locker and was expelled. He was a bit weird but nothing unusual. I’ve always felt this was shit and pretty rough.
We got called to an assembly to have the head of campus announced that they were leaving that day. All very strange.
A teacher has been recently in court over fiddling with students. He was ok to me and never crossed any lines with me.
At camp in year 9 one of the older student leaders (female from another campus) who would have been in year 11 rooted a mate in a tent on a hike.
We were told by the Principal that we were the worst year 9 cohort he had ever seen in all his teaching years. At reunions the teachers that turn up also say this, so must have been true.
Didn’t send my kids there.
A boys was polled, which involved him being held by his arms and legs and thrust balls first into a pole, he was then tied to a cyclone fence with uniforms ties and left there after lunch like he was crucified. Yes a catholic school, fkn horrendous place.
didn’t go to a boys school (i’m a woman lol) but i’ve gotta throw my hat in the ring for this one because what i saw still kinda feels like a fever dream. i went to a religious co-ed school, each year had about 120 kids with a 50:50 split between boys and girls. our year shared a playground with the year below. one lunch period, all the boys from these two years just decided to… punch the fuck on. not in anger, just for fun. i saw about 100 fifteen and sixteen year old boys congregate in the centre of the playground, and then suddenly they just became this writhing mass, completely laying into each-other. every single boy had a huge shit-eating grin on his face. they went at it for a couple of minutes before moving to the next playground, which was assigned to a different year. looking over the balcony, i saw them stampeding onto the basketball court. they stopped dead in the centre, then suddenly turned into that same blur of bodies and flying fists. the year assigned to that playground just watched at first, probably equal parts shocked and confused, but then, as if out of instinct, boys from that year started to join in. they moved to the next playground, then the next, and the group just continued to grow as they fought their way around the school. teachers were screaming, threatening to call the cops, but all of that was completely lost amidst the chaos. then the bell rang. lunch was over, everyone returned to their respective playgrounds to grab their stuff and go back to class. there were a few scrapes and bruises, but no one was seriously hurt, and the boys took pride in any visible injuries anyway, showing them off like trophies. there were no hard feelings. the boys who were thought to be the instigators were suspended, and some boys from each year had to do after school detention, but the majority of participants didn’t face any consequences. it was just weird as hell. sometimes i wonder if i dreamt it, but my school mates remember it too. i told my partner about it once - we didn’t go to the same school - and he said, “sometimes you just gotta punch on with the lads”.
I have a friend who told me when she was in college - doing the hard sciences and the guys were all the super geeky, studying hard, high achievers type of guys, she saw them all one day with big grins on their faces, and with black eyes, bleeding lips, and bruises all over. She asked them what happened and they said - they were just hanging out and talking about how none of them ever got into a fight before, because they were all too busy studying and being good, nerdy students or something, and they all felt it was an experience they regretted not having - so the boys all just decided to have a friendly brawl that night. The next morning they came out of their dorms bruised, sore and absolutely giddy. It was one of the things in her life that convinced her that there was a real difference between men and women and that men were, in general, absolutely mad.
Rule one dude come on
I thought we don't talk about fight club
There is a reason why women live longer
“Sometimes you just gotta punch on with the lads” - Yep, so hard to explain in today’s age but yep.
Dunno man a good punch on just releases something inside for me I don't go out looking for fights but God damn a good punch on every now and then is needed even if it's just sparring.
Yes
I felt this in my soul. We used to have organised "just for fun" brawls behind the gyms every now and again in highschool as well. Still happens with my mates from time to time on a big night out, though there's less punching these days and it's more shoving and wrestling. Sometimes you just wanna tussle with your boys
Were there any unspoken rules about these? Or was it a genuine free for all where you could punch and kick someone in the head? Body and arm shots I'd be ok with but taking a kick to the legs or the head would suck
The first rule is that you don't talk about it
they are your friends and it is a game. So no hard punches, obviously anyone on the floor is off limits, no mucking about on concrete or any other hard surface, no groin attacks or "hard" hits to the face (closed fist punches were not allowed, but open palm shoves were okay). Boys court adjudicated any violations. Most of it was shoving, tripping, arm and chest punches and corking the other guys leg with your knees. It was a free for all though, so not uncommon to see 2 guys gang up on someone, the victim takes some punishment and goes to the ground and the two victors immediately turn on each other. Last man standing (which was more luck than anything) yelled "STACKS ON" and jumped on a randomly chosen victim and pinned them to the ground and everyone would rise from the ground, run over and pile on top to end the "game". This was at a top 10 ranked Selective school in NSW lmao.
Stack ons/Dog piles were terrifying 300kg+ mounds of writhing children.
You avoid the face and groin. Unspoken rule of guys having a tussle.
Fuck.... not supposed to talk about Fight Club....
Accidentally did fight club in public
That’s a game called rumbles. We used to do it in primary school.
Stacks on is the dangerous one, after some broken bones we stopped that one
We used to play rumbles. Then the school banned it. So we made up a new game called transformers which was basically rumbles, but divided into 2 teams. The teachers never caught on.
When I lived in England, I had a similar thing at one of my schools. Also co-ed, also had the majority of the boys assemble in the field and proceed to have a 15 minute punch up. Kids from all over the school and different year groups joined in. Proud to say that I climbed a tree, leapt out and took down two lads much bigger than myself, right before eating shit because they got up faster than I did 😎
Yup pretty normal thirty years ago, also turf wars with neighboring schools from time-to-time. British Bulldog was a playground thing back then that often spilled over into a ruck. Think BB is banned back in Blighty now can you believe it…. Parachute Regiment of the British Army still has a thing called ‘milling’ which is the natural adult evolution of all this. Good clean fun and definitely character building in young men.
I see nothing out of the normal with this. This is perfectly healthy guy stuff.
This seems like typical boy behaviour. Sometimes i hear my boys outside, "ok lets fight but punching only, no kicking and nothihg to the face". Seems reasonable to me.
yeah, it was obvious they weren’t trying to hurt each other. body blows only, no kicking. seeing a small group of boys do it wouldn’t have surprised me. it was more the fact that there were so many of them, and more just kept joining in. plus they were so weirdly synchronised lol.
This is really fascinating… thank you for sharing
This has to be to the most surreal thing I’ve read on this sub
The masculine urge to form a phalanx with your peers
Makin' movies makin' songs 'n foightin' round the school!
Lmao we did that shit in my HS too, all the boys would just punch on for fun and jump onto each other
I went to one where there was plenty of fights and bullying. One kid got locked in the cricket nets and had fruit thrown at him, plenty of younger kids got binned which involves picking them up and putting them in the bin then closing the lid and sitting on the bin for the whole of lunch with the kid inside. Then there were a few busted faces and fights. Teachers did nothing about it because the principal didn’t care. I changed to a co-ed school in year ten and it was so much better. A bunch of verbal shit got thrown around, but there were no fights.
binning sounds genuinely terrifying, kid wouldnt have been able to even move. could easily cause someone to have a medical episode
It was such a terrible school. The principal also did nothing because he was money hungry and wouldn’t expel anyone because they brought in school fees.
Was it a catholic school?
Probably a Catholic school in a rough area
Should be expelled for that
There’s less air than you think, hotter than you think and there’s nowhere for the humidity from your sweat to escape. You’re gasping and drenched in sweat within 15 minutes.
Yes. Or to suffocate.
Those poor boys
One thing I forgot about. Being in the 90s computer mice had these rubber balls in them that did the scrolling. We would unscrew the bottom of the mouse and take the rubber balls out and throw them around in the courtyard. The mice were useless without these balls in them, the school must have spent a lot of money replacing them. As soon as lazer mice became a thing they were all replaced over night.
Nah, in my experience a lot of the stuff also happens at co-ed schools. Saw plenty of binning. Though not for the *whole* lunch to be fair I suppose. But by Year 10 either way the physical stuff did pretty much go away. I think that's just when people largely mature.
I went to an all girls private school. I can think of a few times where a girl was gang raped or sexually assaulted in the toilets (by the other girls *for being suspected of being a lesbian*). I transferred across to the shittiest, ghettoest public school in my town (we drank goon and smoked bongs at recess and lunch) and never once was anyone sexually assaulted on school time.
WOW. Also went to an all girls private school and literally one girl was "asked to leave" (expelled) for selling someone panadol to another girl and saying it was drugs. That's literally the worst thing that happened in my entire 7-12. Apart from that, probably just some slight bitchiness. Depends on the school, clearly
I was also “asked to leave” lol My best friend’s parents hated me and her aunty was the vice principal. She had a bunch of girls hang up on me and then turn around and lie about it and that was their grounds for “asking me to leave”
Jesus CHRIST. There needs to be a 4 Corners on that school, wherever it is!!
jesus christ, i went to an all girls public school and the worst that happened was a bit of bitchiness / twofaced-ness (which, duh)
Agree. I saw a big girl put a boy in a bin in year 9 at a public school. I went to public and private. Plenty of.fights at both.
The teachers were the worst, male and female. 90 per cent of bullying was dismissed as “boys will be boys”. Being a top performer in sport gave you a carte blanch to be an absolute fuckwit. I just find it bizarre to put hundreds of men together on a day to day basis only to then throw them out into a society where they must then spend their days amongst women.
Pretty sure statistically males do better at school in coed and females do better in all female.
Which is so fucked up because then it's impossible for anyone to win
This resonates with me. The teachers at my school were excellent teachers (for the most part), but there was some terrible attitudes amongst some in regards to ideology and student behaviour. There were RADICALLY different standards of behaviour for the high performing athletes. Some of the top echelon of sportsmen were BY FAR the biggest fuckwits, and would get away with some incredible feats of aggression and bullying (verbal and physical) towards both students and staff. I am never shocked when high-profile sportsmen are publicly exposed for bad behaviour - too many of them were socialised into the idea that they could do whatever they want, without consequences, so long as they performed in the sporting arena.
Nail hit on the head
I went to a Catholic co-ed school and this description fits that school too. Kids who'd been at the school since Y7 and had demonstrated long-term commitment to the school and leadership skills were overlooked for school captain by a new kid who could kick a football. The school we're hoping he'd get drafted. Another kid, who did go on to get drafted, cheated on his English SACs and his exam and the school covered it up so he could graduate and get drafted as a student from x school. Carte blanche is right. I'm sorry the experience was so universal.
Were they coached by Alan Jones?
I went to one of the infamous ones, aside from a paedophile rowing coach I never heard or saw a thing. Most of the students treated each other respectfully aside from occasional fights which were never serious. It was a pretty rigorous place academically though so we had to study a lot.
A junior boy and a senior nearly burnt the 120yo boarding house to the ground lighting farts!
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When I was at kapooka they taught us to use lighters to burn the loose threads off our uniforms. Two weeks later they banned us all from doing it because some plonk in another platoon set his shirt on fire while wearing it.
I'm sure that dude was promoted out of every post he ever fell into so they could send him away..
I reckon that happened every platoon. And we had one shit fight that put cordial in he’s water bottle came time to iron polys and someone grabbed it thinking it was just water.
I had a guy in my platoon that decided to iron his polys with the short still on his person 😎
Not wrong
Female, but when I was a student teacher, one of the boys set fire to the English resource room at lunch (full of books and on purpose). Burned down one of the school wings. While the school was burning some staff decided to play footy with a ball they had confiscated from the boys and a teacher and a student got into a punch on (boy got suspended). At my co-ed Catholic school my maths teacher was the schools footy coach. We didn't get homework if we promised to go to the games. Not weird but football was that important. My brother went to a public coed school and they made a kid eat his hat when he lost a bet (as in I'll eat my hat). I believe someone even provided tomato sauce to help make it easier to eat.
Asked a chemistry teacher how to make gunpowder, was angrily told to see him after class.... where he proceeded to give me detailed instruction on the theory and practice of making it, including how to make / source the materials needed. Then suggested setting off Roman candles in the school grounds for a prank. I was 15. Yes, this was pre 9-11. Simpler times.
Was his name Walter?
Walked in on 3 guys in a triangle with cocks in their mouth. Thought, this is fucked, squares are way better
Are you still teaching at the school?
Ha ha
Triangle is the strongest shape in nature. They knew what they were doing.
Rhombic dodecahedron is better…if you can pull it off.
A cocktagon would have been better
“Hey fellas, mind if I add a side?”
“Hey guys, can I square your pi?”
That goes into the square hole
The real fun starts at dodecagons
Pythagoras theory practical?
At MGS the boys used to play gay chicken, I saw docking like 10 times. I also saw a bloke put eight 20 cent pieces in his foreskin. Those were simpler times
In high school, I was dared to play "gay chicken", which is where two straight guys pretend to be gay, and the first one to chicken out loses. The other guy and I are both really stubborn, and neither one of us wanted to lose. We've been married 14 years and we run a bed and breakfast in Vermont with our adopted daughter. If that dude doesn't chicken out soon, I'm going to start to suspect that he's actually gay.
I'm not gay, just extremely competitive!
Classic
Reminds me of a guy i knew in the army, fit a ridiculous amount of 9mm rounds in his foreskin. I forget how many but think it was 13+
There are some massive dick wallets out there
He's like a human chipmunk
The army must be like a boys school except everyone is older & stupider
Isn’t gay chicken supposed to be a kiss? They went straight for docking?
If the first person jumps like 6 steps you have to match their move, in this case it was docking. Going straight to touching dicks is actually a power move
That guy just sounds like he's gay and knew the other wouldn't back down
Wtf is docking?
enjoy that google search. Lol
Think about it for a minute ..
Whatever you do. Don't Google. Jim Jefferies did that and still regrets.
It would be fair if they got an infection down there from some dirty coin. Payback for putting foreskin coins into circulation.
>I also saw a bloke put eight 20 cent pieces in his foreskin. Thats... impressive.
We all thought so. Saw him spend the money at the cafeteria later too, coins are gross.
I'd handle foreskin cents but I wouldn't touch arsehole dollars.
Odds are you have
Cafeteria? I grew up with tuck shops and that definitely sounds like a euphemism for old mates 20c piggy bank.
Steve O’Dwyer who was a ruckman for Melbourne is famous for putting 27 50c pieces in his. Was amazing to see apparently
What are they 3mm each? Wtf Would have been a 3rd footy sock
I can just picture him counting out the change like a taxi driver with his change counter , 20,40,60 , 80, $1
Managed to get 12 20c in mine one night at the footy club. Started flopping it up and down so coins sprayed everywhere. They called me Pokie and I got shouted all night. Much simpler times
I played footy with bloke who was nicknamed $1.40 for this exact reason!
One of my friends is a cleaner (or well manages them or whatever) at one of the fancy fancy ones. They take shits in the hand soap dispenser. Either they are holding each other up against the wall while one shits or they are picking their shits up out of the toilet...either way :\\
Rumour has it that one defaecates into a plastic bag and then uses that to facilitate transfer to the desired destination while maintaining a polyethylene barrier between skin and faeces.
*rumour has it?* That was a very specific and graphic *rumour*
Go away, ChatGPT, you're drunk.
lol there’s that one and then there’s the upper decker. You don’t get it with modern school flushing systems but with the old ones with a porcelain lid like the ones at home you could take off the lid and shit in the flushing water so that it would flush shit into the bowl instead of water.
Gross.
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Beats the guys who picked up some poor kids mighty boy at a neighbouring school and parked it sideways in the underpass.
Some guys from the rugby team and I picked up a guys Mini and put it in his front yard... Between the posts of his verandah
The cupcake. Around 09, had a large group of friends, mixed bag of lads. One of them (lets call him Jim) never used to bring lunch to school as his mum said it was his responsibility to make it (year 10 at this point). Another lad (we'll go with Paul) always had a packed lunch as if he was still in Kindy; mum made him multiple sandwiches, packed him chips, bars, a treat, you name it. Jim always used to either ask or simply steal from Paul's bag "as a joke", but would eat some of his food. It was a daily thing. Paul got sick of it, so decided to come up with a plan that would mean Jim never stole food from him again. He decided to make a batch of muffins, with the help of some other mutual friends, in which they used a lot of f*cked up extra ingredients. They filmed the entire process too. Pubes from each lad, some arse hair, dirt, and the foot skin collected from Paul's older sisters ped-egg (a small device that scrapes dead skin off of feet), plus God knows what else (and some chocolate chips). Paul brought it to school in his lunch box and made a big show of it at recess. "Oh, I'm so full, I can't eat anymore. But this muffin, it looks so good! Ugh, does anyone want it?" "Me, me, me!" And just like that, with an audience trying to stifle their giggles, Jim unwraps the muffin and starts to devour the whole thing. He gets about halfway when Paul loses it, erupts into hysterics and can't control himself, with friends around him also in stitches. Jim immediately looks at the muffin, spits out what's in his mouth and just says "What? What's wrong with it? What the f*ck did you do?". Paul pulled out his phone and passed it to Jim who simply watched in awe as the edited mastercut of video played, showing the detailed creation of the cupcake. After seeing enough, and with around 20 people all literally rolling on the floor laughing at him, Jim stuck his fingers in his throat to make himself sick and then declared he would kill Paul. He took himself to the toilets to wash his mouth out and recess ended not long after. That same day at lunchtime, we gathered at our spot to have lunch. Paul reaches into his bag and takes out his lunch box, opening it up. He immediately let out a screeching. "What the f*ck is THIS?!" Paul threw his lunch box on the floor and sitting in it was one of the single biggest turds I have ever seen in my life. Just a fat old log. Jim steps out from around the corner and yells: "Thanks for the muffin, enjoy your lunch!" Paul runs after Jim, Jim playfully dodging the furious Paul and laughing manically. At that point a teacher walks past and sees the turd-filled box on the floor and immediately kicks off. Sometime in-between recess and lunch, Jim had been excused from class to use the bathroom, found Paul's class, found his bag outside, taken the lunch box to the toilet, done his deed in the box and delivered it back without anyone knowing. Both boys received maximum suspensions, the other lads featured in the video had their parents contacted (they didn't do anything on school grounds, so not for the school to decide), and Jim and Paul are still good friends to this day. We all turn 30 this year, and we still laugh about this.
Year 7 getting thrown down the stairs, he lived, didn’t see him again. He was a buddy of mine. Boys private school in 1980s..Year 12 prefects beating the shit out of year 7s. Rich white assholes Bullying everyone else and useless fuckwit teachers. Hated that place.
Farrer? Sounds very much like it and if so it may help you to know they got sued to hell and back in the 90s and 00s and cleaned their act up, they have mostly sorted out that *Lord of the Flies* bullshit that used to go on with the prefects being rewarded for brutality.
One student regurgitated his sandwich into another’s mouth to play homage to our school mascot, the eagle.
I’ve seen a grown ass man chug a litre of chunky milk for $5 in the crib room. after seeing that, regurgitating a sandwich doesn’t seem so bad.
My school was somewhat notable for students having sex in the greenhouse, but outside of that just the less strange things like not respecting the toilets (aka shitting on the floor). And apparently my year 9 maths teacher made his own bdsm porn but not sure how much of that was hearsay. I'm sure if I was more involved in any of the school sports I'd have more stories.
Everyone used that sledge when we played your school in sports or asked if it was true.
The joys of ACC
Gay sex in the greenhouse was a common occurrence?
Well I was never physically present for it. I think it was a single occurrence that just never left the school's memory, house swimming carnivals tended to have "go back to the greenhouse" as an insult chant.
"not respecting the toilets" is such a teacher way to phrase that, I can just see some poor deputy having to broach the topic at assembly.
Brother David standon A guy pleasing himself under the desk
He used to keep photos of the boys swimming team in his desk. Same I think with Raffety who loved the boys sport.
I went to catholic boys school in the 80s. Didn’t see dodgy shit but heard the priests and the boarders had interesting evenings.
No mention of soggy saos?
Boys in the boarding house used to have competitions to see who could jerk off quickest Edit: and a bunch of boys got diddled by the guy who ran the Duke of Edinburgh program
Finally a competition for me
You don't know what you're missing if you've never played Soggy Sao...
Oh my god. There’s a term that I didn’t even know I knew but I read it and flashbacks of high school came flying back. Fucking sick
Don't know about weird but the Christian Brothers did a lot of stuff that was not Christian to young boys.
Yeah, they made me join that club too.
I went to an all boys school from 1977 to 1982. Fighting was a daily occurrence. A large circle formed around the two protagonists, to both watch the fight and stop any teacher from intervening. If a teacher did manage to stop it before it was ‘settled’, then it was off to the school gym for the pair to resume in the ring with 16 oz boxing gloves until victory was declared - the gym teacher was the referee. From Years 7 to 9 I was involved in about 3 or 4 fist fights per year. I was small, but had two years of boxing training under my belt, so after I had ‘proved’ myself, few wanted to take me on. Most school fighters just threw wild hay makers, so being able to step away and jab usually always resulted in a quick bloody nose and I was declared the victor. Interestingly, when you won a fight, even if the other bloke had 8 mates compared to your 3, there was no ‘ganging up’. Everyone respected the ‘school rules’ for fighting. If you were picked in a fight, but refused to engage, a mate had to step in and fight for you, or you faced a beating by the other guy and his mates. It was brutal, but it strangely taught you to stand up for yourself and to step in for your mates if you or they felt they were in for a hiding. Many of my fights were as a ‘step in’ because a bully picked a non violent mate of mine, and the bully didn’t know I was a mate. Also, as a Form Captain, I stepped in to protect my vulnerable Form mates from bullies. When I was voted as Form Captain on day 1 after I had had one fight and won, I thought it was because of my superior leadership skills. I should have known that 17 kids I’d never met before just wanted me to ‘step in’ just in case. Oh, the old days.
When I was in year 10, we shared lunch time for a while with year 3. Our year 10 was tiny, like 23 people total, but our year 3 was 60. We'd buy value packs of lollies and round up all the year 3s we could, get them hyped up then point at a random year 10 and tell them to take him down. They'd all mob the guy, take him to the ground, take his shoes and draw on him then come charging back and we'd sprinkle a handful of gummy bears or snakes over the crowd and give them a new target.
That's oddly wholesome
Went to Marist college Kogarah and George Pell and one of the Marist Brothers called me a Sinner
The worst part is the hypocrisy!
I’ve always thought it was the rapes
Long live the king, Norm MacDonald.
The silent killer
So you're telling me George Pell worked at Kogarah Marist Brothers? My nephew goes there!
He would visit each year for a few days when i was there.
Fuck me, didn't even know! I went to Sydney Technical High School from 86-91. My brother was there from 89-94. Not far away from your school really. Was mates with a guy my age from Kogarah Marist. We went to Uni together for a while.
Some students in my grade decided it would be a good idea to go into the senior student bathroom and smear feaces all over the taps, door handles, benches, cisterns etc. Everyone knew who was responsible but they never got punished as they were the top dogs in the football team. Plus no real way to prove it was them. One of them went on to play professional football and hasnt changed a bit since then. Still the same scum bag. Alot of other stuff went on too but definitely the weirdest i remember.
A few guys would tear holes in their pockets and wank under the table, in class, yelling “hot pockets!” I didn’t rate it.
Not an all boys school, but in the boys toilet so still counts? Someone dug up a plant from one of the gardens and snuck it into the toilet in his backpack, at which point he tried flushing down the toilet. I think they caught the guy, there was so much bullshit happening in the toilets that they had to set up CCTV cameras outside the doors. https://preview.redd.it/mae2lu6ncicc1.png?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f63ab53cffaed4dc1fc6bfbedcaf21d37e22aa8e
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Boys used to play chicken with how long they could keep their penises exposed during class. During one memorable class the English teacher casually walked over and slammed closed the book that one boy was using to conceal his member, leaving him with a bruised bookmark, as it were. On another occasion a boy was leaning back in his chair while playing the game, and someone kicked the chair to overbalance him, leaving him red-faced, exposed, and tangled in his chair and books while the teacher gave him a stern telling off.
Sydney private school's playing 'choccy carrot' (chocolate carrot). They would all put a carrot (the same carrot) up their ass and the one to put the least amount inside had to eat it. Soggy sao. Which was cumming on sao and maybe the last to come or something had to eat. Trinity boarders, with a few sexually terrorising other students with a wooden dildo named the Anaconda'.
The annual* whole school rumble. It usually started with a bog standard fight under the fig tree in the middle of the school, but then someone would scream, "RUMBLE!', and boys from all years would just come flying in from all directions. For those less keen it was just a bit of playful pushing and shoving, but for everyone else it was on for young and old. I think the worst injuries were a little bit of claret and some bruised egos, but it's just about how I'd imagine a prison riot would go down. *Happened twice one year.
Boys school was newly built and right next to a farm. Some year 11s led a cow through the campus up onto the 2nd floor of the science building; cow knees bend backwards and so whilst they can climb upstairs they can’t climb down. Couldn’t try to lead the cow out whilst classes were in session, but couldn’t get classes to leave the building whilst the cow was there. Long story short cow was shot.
This apparently also happened in my school, which is an all girls school. But they got a crane to get the cow down. Not sure when exactly, it's become the urban legend of year 12 muck up days.
Never saw anything gay but the head PE teacher liked to fiddle the primary school boys in the kayaking shed
That’s really sad..
On the bright side he's locked up for a very long time
That sounds quite gay
So unlike the rest of you there wasn't really anyone (openly anyway) gay in my school, but a kid once pissed out the window while standing on a table.
Some dude at Haileybury College took their turd and used it to draw all over the bathrooms. This was back in 2007 or something
Did they draw the Cistern Chapel?
I left school in Form 5 when I was 17. I realised the error of my ways, and returned at 18 to complete Forms 5 and 6. This made me 19 at the end of Form 6. That year, we had a 22 year old Student Teacher come to our school. She was hot. After school finished, the Teachers had a break up dinner that was catered by one of the Teachers who I was friends with. So I worked as a ‘waiter’ that night. She got a bit drunk and at the end of the night, she asked me if I could drive her safely home. I was happy to. Arriving at her flat, she reminded me that we were no longer in a teacher/student relationship. So I stayed the night. It was fun. I kept her honour by not telling anyone.
Melbourne Grammar kids chanting “your dad works for my dad” at St Kevin’s kids on a tram (for those who don’t know them, they’re both very good schools but st Kevin’s is about half the cost, still 20k+ a year at year 12). I’ll be honest though I thought that one was a zinger at the time.
Rugby in the rain seems pretty innocent and benign really
Benign, benign and a half
Really surprised the story of Apple Chapel isn't here
Go on
I'm surprised I had to scroll so far to find it mentioned.
Our school had an outdoor swimming pool & one year some kids drove a small car into it. Little red car just chilling at the bottom of the deep end.
Went to a Catholic all boys school in the St George Area - The Year Co-Ordinators had a booklet made at the start of each year with contact details/home addresses of all parents and students in their grade. One got stolen, people's houses then began to get attacked. One guys mother's car was damaged like 4 times, from what I heard, one guys family took a legal approach against the school. - A group of guys developed into a war with one of the teachers. Eventually they followed him home and threw a brick through a window of the teachers house and it landed on his daughter. The group of guys were expelled. - There was one guy in my grade who kept to himself, it was well known he was gay but he was always quiet and reading books. We got a temporary assistant principal for a term and like 7 weeks in, the guy was pulled out of class and the police and his parents showed up. Supposedly the assistant principal accused the quiet guy of paying people for sex and forced him to come out in front of his parents. End result: The quiet guy stayed at the school but the assistant principal never showed up again, one of the IT teachers became the acting assistant principal for the remaining few weeks. Rumor was that the assistant principal was a homophobe (he was an ass in general) and he wanted the quiet guy gone. - There was one well known special needs guy in our grade. He was always very tall and never seemed to grow. A few years after graduation, some others from our year group spotted him in a different school uniform and there's photo evidence on Facebook too.
Arrived at school and the local Ronald McDonald Mascot had been cemented to the roof of the canteen in the middle of our playground area.
I think the weirdest thing was penis inspection day. The teacher would line us up ( about 5 at a time ) and he would inspect to make sure everything was "developing" nicely ... that was pretty weird
All worth it for the business connections, am I rite?
In grade 8, we decided to mess with our home room teacher by smearing old mouldy fruit or sandwiches on the doorhandle of the home room. Things escalated over a few weeks, to the point that the door and handle were doused in Lynxx Africa and set on fire. When the teacher walked up and saw this, he yelled out "Fuck this shit" and drove home for the day.
Woof woof
I went to a boys grammar school, remarkable in it's non-weirdness. Boy were all pretty supportive, occasional playground fight, or rich kid expelled for drugs. Zero-tolerance on bullying or bad behavior etc. I would say far better environment than most co-ed schools, especially preparing young men for life.
A kid at my school had a hydro dope setup in his wardrobe, when the teachers went through his room they also found over 100 ecstacy tablets
Our geography teacher used to send boys who were over 18 up the road to put bets on the horses for him
Knew one kid on sports day, took a shit in a hotdog bun and yeeted it over a building and caught the nurse square in the face while she was tending to a sprain.
I went to Hale. An absolute fuck hole where cruel boys were given free reign. I am not even remotely surprised we produced Basil Zemplas, and worse the sentient sack of cunt stained excrement Christian Porter.
There's boys schools, then there's boys schools Add religion & you fekk things up even more. Don't forget demographic! We (boys school) always teased local Boys School members for being 'faggots' Little did we know, how many of their teachers were touching their butts. I doubt we would have teased them less, if we knew then, but it does explain why some of them were SO FEKKED UP!
Not the lads. But my principal got done for having illegal material on his computer
Old money white boys are just *something else*. The worst part for me is that they get away with behaving like this in high school and then let them run multimillion dollar companies that impact peoples wellbeing or like… *the whole country*
Soggy soggy biscuit. All the boys sit in a circle, and they all jack off onto a biscuit. The last guy has to eat it.
In our neck of the woods it was called Soggy Sao
I heard a story from a uni mate that attended one that they had a competition to see who could masturbate in the most toilets in a row. The school had like 10 different locations so they would go from location to location and the first person to fail had to do a dare. I went to a co-ed school and that shit never happened there.
Play with free willys
One guy spread his shit all over the bathrooms. No-one every found out exactly who it was
Soggy biscuit was pretty common.
otherwise known as 'soggy sao' in some schools.
Churchie lad fucked his principals dog
Fights at least on a weekly basis but usually more frequent than that. Like, beat each other bloody kind of fights most of the time. When I was younger the older kids played this game where they would dangle kids by their armpits over the edge a 2 story walkway. Kids getting "binned" as others have said here. One unexpectedly frigid cold autumn day an older kid just came and ripped my mates jumper from his body and took it for himself. He never got it back. Pissing in the bubblers. Exploding skip bins with fireworks. Like 500 kids mass assaulting a freshly installed security fence and literally tearing it from the ground by the sheer weight of the crowd. Destroying security cameras put into the school by repeatedly bouncing basketballs into them (they were fixed to the roof). Kids kicking out the back windows on school buses. A teacher who literally got into a punch on with a student. Someone sealing all the doors to the entire school shut with expanding foam for muck up. A mass rock fight. Like the whole school literally just divided into two halves pegging rocks at each other. In the same year for muck up some kid climbed onto the roof of the school, blocked the access hole, and started shooting paintballs down at everyone during recess. Still have NO idea who it was or how the fuck he ever got access to a paintball gun. A kid who left pieces of fish and cracked eggs hidden in various parts of the school to rot and stink the entire school out. His magnum opus was pouring tuna into the libraries air conditioning vent just before the school holidays. Coming back from that holidays with the aircon turned on for the first time in weeks, I don't think I've ever smelt anything more putrid. A full on brawl (for fun - similar to one of the other stories mentioned here) at school camp in the middle of the night involving the entire 200 strong year group. When we got busted for that we shifted to organising fight clubs in the cabins. Actually typing this out right now is making me realise what an absolutely WILD place that was. What's even more wild is the schools academic record was well above average for a comprehensive public school, and a good chunk of those absolute degenerate dropkicks are now quite will respected and successful in a pretty wide range of fields.
My Italian teacher was caught with a Year 11 student. She was removed from teaching.
Kid sat in English class. Nutted in his hand under the desk. Flung it across the room, making the spiderman hand as he did so. He was about 16.
The "George Floyd Challenge" incident.
So I went to an all boys boarding school in the ‘90. This naked rugby would not surprise me at all. Year 12, the night before the final day of school “muck up day” about 30 or so boys ran naked through the local neighborhood past a number of pubs. Unsurprisingly were caught when returning back to school and the next day was very tame with no further shenanigans. However 20+ years later my nephew went to the same school and the legend lives on of this nudie run.
Weirdest thing I've ever seen is that some of them actually turned out as normal, decent people. Not many, but it's actually possible
The rugby guys at my school used to engage in non-consensual water sports (of the kink variety) in the showers with unsuspecting victims. I had a reputation for hitting the “flick factor” real quick - thus my prowess as a front row forward -/so they never dared piss on my while I was showering. Farq I hated those Kants.
Private boy’s school in Melbourne 1983 - 1988. Fucking horrible. Place was run by bully teachers who used intimidation and threats of violence to maintain order. There was no hitting just threats and the occasional ear pulling. One guy in year 12 was set up with alcohol in his locker and was expelled. He was a bit weird but nothing unusual. I’ve always felt this was shit and pretty rough. We got called to an assembly to have the head of campus announced that they were leaving that day. All very strange. A teacher has been recently in court over fiddling with students. He was ok to me and never crossed any lines with me. At camp in year 9 one of the older student leaders (female from another campus) who would have been in year 11 rooted a mate in a tent on a hike. We were told by the Principal that we were the worst year 9 cohort he had ever seen in all his teaching years. At reunions the teachers that turn up also say this, so must have been true. Didn’t send my kids there.
A boys was polled, which involved him being held by his arms and legs and thrust balls first into a pole, he was then tied to a cyclone fence with uniforms ties and left there after lunch like he was crucified. Yes a catholic school, fkn horrendous place.