Warning: These 2 stories arent about me smutting out chicks.
Ok, these 2 stories are different, but the same.
I was in the 3rd grade. We sometimes go to other classes for different subjects, to show us what high school is like. So we are in a science class taught by a 3rd grade teacher whose own class went to our class to get the mathematics of the day.
So we in her class (big ol lady. big big lady) and this girl, lets call her maddy, gets in trouble for some reason. im setting next to Des. So maddy has to put her hands on the desk to get paddled. (relax. chill guys. this is 1985.) at the same time, this special ed lady walked in. she was kinda hot. she looked like janet from threes company, and shirley feenie from laverne and shirley. she had on a big puffy shirt, but it was sheer and white. Des says to me, about 10 seconds after Maddy got swatted, " Look, u can see that lady bra." I surpressed my laughter so hard, that it sounded like a car hitting its brakes before a close accident. Des wasnt as creative or so lucky.
Like clock work, our own teacher walks in to retreive us. Fat science teacher is mad. our teacher, did i tell u he was an italian teacher working in the inner inner city of the 216 and also was a failure baseball player who had education as his plan B. yeah, he was that dude. Known for hittin home runs off lil niggaz asses since the 50's.
He's like "not for nothin but, what happen?" Miss fat lady says " well, she was acting up so i had to paddle her bottom, and when i did, THAT ONE OVER THERE, started laughing." Mr Hank Ruth was like " look at me. so u sitting over here laughing while she is gettin punished? it was funny? funny how? like a clown? it amused u?"
He says " Hand on your toes!" and he grabs the paddle that miss fat lady hands to him. Des is pleading for his life, " i wasnt laffin bout that, i wasnt laffin bout that!" And im sitting there like " hell yeah, we wasnt laffin bout that."
And i wanted to stop him before Vino Corleon hit a triple...... But what could i say? What the FUCK... could i say?
"Excuse me Mr. Don, we, i mean, He, wasnt laughing at the paddling of Maddy, we, i mean HE, was laughing because we can see that lady bra thru the back of her shirt!"
and in my fragile little 9 yr old mind, i realized that the truth would have caused me to get a paddle too. Wasnt no sense on both of us getting fucked up.
ScumBag.
I will give part 2, on request.