School chronicles #1

Having gone to an all boys' comprehensive secondary school it was inevitable that I would have a rough time when I started at my new grammar sixth form (what you yanks call high school); Naturally I was horny as fuck when I first arrived and I confirmed that "I would" every vagina walking. Eventually I bust my nut, the horniness left and the mist was lifted from my eyes. When this mist left my eyes, I was able to see clearly and judge the society within the walls of my new hell.

Being a grammar school it was no doubt going to be filled with Asians (LOL.), coming from a rather Niggerish comprehensive school I had only seen one or two AZNs in my time and even they had been raised to be quite Niggerish, so I had assumed that this super race was exclusive to clinically smart people. I was wrong. One adorable little Chinese girl (don't be fooled, she is older than me-apparently Chinese girls don't grow past the age of 13) had been dumbfounded by the chip and pin cashcard system, as she admitted she had until a fortnight ago believed her card was broken- until of course she discovered her pin code in fact consisted of FOUR numbers.

Larry Bucks