This is not what our principle thinks happened. We even convinced the teacher of the year to go along with our cover up story.
In my senior year of high school I did more goofing off than anything. My favorite class, which was made up of a particularly rowdy group of friends, was one that I will never forget. One day Mr. Lester aka Moe Lester assigned us a project in which we were to construct catapults out of everyday items such as straws, tooth picks and duct tape. Unluckily for him, we were more up to the challenge than he ever could have known. As a group we spent our time designing a device not to shoot ping pong balls, but feathered darts. It was a beautiful peace of work, a blow dart gun made of PVC, a straw, paper, duct tape and a tack. A sharp tack. Once we had confirmed the effectiveness of the blow gun by puncturing water bottles, I told my buddy Zach I would pay him to let me shoot him in the leg. To which he promptly replied, "what does it pay?" Soon we had almost the entire class chipping in to encourage that poor kid to let me shoot a hole in him.
The dart stuck in his leg and we all just stared at it in disbelief. For the room was in hysterical laughter. That is until Zach decided to pull it out. A solid stream of blood shot out of his calve a good foot and a half. I will never forget the look on Rick's face. Rick doesn't like blood. He turned purple and ran to the trash. Zach plugged the hole in his leg with his finger and I, along with the other twenty people in the class, ran to get paper towels to clean up the river of blood on the classroom floor. Totally worth it though, even for Zach who came out of it 30 buck richer. Our only real casualty was Rick, he took one for the team.
To the public, we've all got pretty much the same story when it comes to this event in history. We had to. If we hadn't, I'm pretty sure we would all be still hangin around that school.
Privately however, I'm sure Rick remembers someone punching him in the stomach and shoving there fingers down his throat. It's very possible.
Blood and throw-up, gross! I can't believe your class payed to watch someone get stabbed in the leg and laughed at it. I applaud you for going the extra mile with your project, though.
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Perfect first sentence, I hadn't even read the entry yet but you had me convinced this was going to be interesting. Great story.
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