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Weedkiller

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NoWaistedSpace

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Tryyn is pretty cool though dude hand carves them

Oh hell! More childhood memories.
I'm from the golden era, when "the paddling" was the #1 preferred disciplinary action by teachers and students alike.
I had a history teacher named Mr. Orr
He had a "hoarder's size" collection of paddles from a ruler all the way to, you guessed it, a "boat oar.
He took you to what he referred to as the "plateau".
It was the stair landing between floors. lol
Nothing better than some early morning "public humiliation" to get your day started. lol
 

1oldfart

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Oh hell! More childhood memories.
I'm from the golden era, when "the paddling" was the #1 preferred disciplinary action by teachers and students alike.
I had a history teacher named Mr. Orr
He had a "hoarder's size" collection of paddles from a ruler all the way to, you guessed it, a "boat oar.
He took you to what he referred to as the "plateau".
It was the stair landing between floors. lol
Nothing better than some early morning "public humiliation" to get your day started. lol
sounds like my old english teacher, mean, bitter ,old woman!
 

NoWaistedSpace

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Yes, but did you deserve it? Enquiring pervs wanna know!
Yes we did!
There was 8 of us total.
We skipped on "Senior Skip Day".
If I remember correctly, there was a pot plane that had dumped it's load in the air close to Charleston WV a few weeks before "skip day".
One of the 8 future "paddle-ees had found someone's stash spot and showed up that morning with a little over 6lbs of weed, asking if any of us wanted to skip school.
Well, we all hit the road in 2 vehicles and drove the back roads stopping and partying here and there. He was rolling joints and swiping the rest off the trunk lid.
The next day, we all showed up to vocational class. (We were all from the same trades class)
Our teacher wasn't happy but he was fair about the whole thing. He rated your paddling by your size..
He said, "bottom line" it wasn't our day to skip. We were only "juniors".
He was the best teacher and we all felt bad about disappointing him.
And that "one guy"?
The dealer caught up with him eventually and he had to pay for all the weed that was missing.
We learned a valuable lesson that day. lol
True story
 

1oldfart

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I have those very walls today, plus I have the original "burnt orange" shag carpet in one bedroom still. lol
Hell, I got a paddling when I was a junior in high school. lol
that was 90% of us where i went to school . the preachers,county sherif and others(kids) i can think of stired more shit than anyone and never had trouble,talk about blind justice ,
 

1oldfart

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They knew they wouldn't get in as much trouble as the rest of us.
I stay away from the "troublemakers".
drama actors ,allways buddy to you before they, threw a penny at the bus driver , then point at you ,ever get hit in the back of the head with a coke bottle ,by a really old man that didn;t do any thing but really piss you off ?i walked off the buss over him layin in the isle between the seats (i never closed my fist) , then eveything came out, decons son that threw penny and the snitch in the front seat who knew nothing except, he didn;t like me at all. i never missed a bus to school, couple of kids changed schools, got a new bus driver it all panned out.life! I had a head ache and pump knot on the back of my head for a couple of days.the bunch around here were rougher than a cob back in the day.
 

1oldfart

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Yes we did!
There was 8 of us total.
We skipped on "Senior Skip Day".
If I remember correctly, there was a pot plane that had dumped it's load in the air close to Charleston WV a few weeks before "skip day".
One of the 8 future "paddle-ees had found someone's stash spot and showed up that morning with a little over 6lbs of weed, asking if any of us wanted to skip school.
Well, we all hit the road in 2 vehicles and drove the back roads stopping and partying here and there. He was rolling joints and swiping the rest off the trunk lid.
The next day, we all showed up to vocational class. (We were all from the same trades class)
Our teacher wasn't happy but he was fair about the whole thing. He rated your paddling by your size..
He said, "bottom line" it wasn't our day to skip. We were only "juniors".
He was the best teacher and we all felt bad about disappointing him.
And that "one guy"?
The dealer caught up with him eventually and he had to pay for all the weed that was missing.
We learned a valuable lesson that day. lol
True story
yep, life!
 
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