Report for Eight Ace
Approved stories2
Pending stories1
Rejected stories (hidden) 3
SummaryShows promise

This was a game played in the changing rooms, after the class had spent an hour and a half running around in freezing mud. Proceedings would commence by flinging a wet muddy sock into the air. If the sock landed on someone, there would follow a cry of, "Uuurgh! You got sock, mi lad!", and the game would continue.
There were only two possible end scenarios to this game. Either somebody would get beaten up, or a fight would break out. In either instance, acts of violence will be largely ignored by the games teacher, in a "let them sort it out amongst themselves" kind of way, faintly reminiscent of the interracial basketball match scene in the film Scum.

An early work from self-styled Tim-Rice-of-the-playground Colin Clifford, about his good friend Colin Black:

Colin Black, Colin Black, Went to Vietnam and back, with a knick knack paddywhack and napalm up his bum, came home mad and killed his mum.

Colin Black didn't go to Vietnam, and remains innocent of matricide.

Matt says...I like this, a bit. Can you do anything with it?



Squeal excitedly "Ooooh. Look at Colin's hairy willy!"
Martin did this in the communal showers after the very first games lesson. This remark had 2 consequences, one short term, one very long term.

Short Term Consequence.
A high speed mass evacuation of the showers by 80-100 boys, who proceeded to get changed in record time.

Long Term Consequences
Martin was then subjected to for the remainder of his school years
an almost constant stream of ridicule, abuse and acts of violence for the homosexualist nature of that chance remark. Even as I speak, I don't suppose life is a walk in the clouds for him....,