| Report for Darsy | |
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| Approved stories | 2 |
| Summary | Perfectly Exquisite |
During the height of the inexplicable Blockbusters mania of the eighties, it became a common "dare" in the class of a teacher - first name Robert - to ask "Can I have a 'P' please, Bob?" when you needed to go to the bogs. Sometimes you'd even get away with this. Unlike the perennial antagonist, Marty Halford, who once got a bit too excited, and asked "Bob, can I have a wank?".
For a long time, a young and good looking Christian female teacher at our boy's Grammar school was under the unfortunate but rather amusing misapprehension that the definition of the word "twat" was "a female goldfish", and would regularly call people "you little twat" when they'd messed something up. When some enterprising fifth year brought in an "adult" dictionary and pointed out the real definition her face stayed red for about a month.