I walked in late to class high with a can of Snapple, and the teacher said "is that your late pass?," pointing to the can. After I said no she said, "well don't open it." So I had to sit there for 40 minutes with dry mouth staring at the beads of sweat dripping down the can, wanting so bad to open it.
*****, this thread exists! http://forum.grasscity.com/real-life-stories/482920-how-about-some-high-school-stories.html Wow.... I can say any other fucking word I want except that? That's low....