That reminds me
loads of my year at school died. One brain haemorrhage, one suicide, one "unknown" but natural related to haemophilia, on leukaemia, one other cancer, one hit by a car chasing a football. There were too many to give them each a full page in the yearbook.
( Peej, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:35, 3 replies, latest was 12 years ago)

'yearbook'?
Did you go to school in America?
Why do we have to have yearbooks and proms and shit now? Fucking hell, it wasn't like this in my day.

*mumbles something about the war*
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Tue 15 May 2012, 10:36, Reply)

Yes we had a yearbook, its was in CAAARNWALL!
and that was 14 years ago
( Peej, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:38, Reply)

I bet it contained carrots.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:40, Reply)

Your mums arse contained carrots after I was done with her
then we used them in the pasties
( Peej, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:44, Reply)

I still can't get my head round all this 'year twelve' shit.
I left school after the fourth year. How long are these cunts kept back for? They must be WELL STUPID innit.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:38, Reply)

Fourth year?
Did you leave to go down the the mines?
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Tue 15 May 2012, 10:40, Reply)

Oops fifth.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:40, Reply)

I've been on here too long
I read that as filth
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:55, Reply)

I left school after year 11 and went to college
for then on my education was my responsibility and if you didn't show up you failed. When I working at a school a few years ago they had years 12 and 13 and they still had parents evening and sent letters home if they didn't show up, fucking pansy fuckers. I moved out before I finished college, I can't imagine them writing to my mum to let them know I skived off the Friday afternoon computing lesson to go to the pub.
( Peej, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:40, Reply)

Tinminelolz

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:41, Reply)

My father in law worked the tin mines and fell down a shaft and broke his back and his neck.
No fucking claims direct back then, they were proper hard, he was probably back in work the next morning.
( Peej, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:48, Reply)

I just can't believe the workshy cunt took the rest of the day off.

( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:49, Reply)

He needs to put his back into it

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:54, Reply)

SPANG

( Peej, Tue 15 May 2012, 11:00, Reply)

Apparently they teach 'lifeskills' in college now.
It covers things like opening a bank account, changing a plug, and filling in job application forms.

*despairs*
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Tue 15 May 2012, 10:47, Reply)

I think they should have to take a mandatory module in DYAAKY

( Peej, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:48, Reply)

I get very cross about people not being capable of basic tasks
like changing a plug and maintaining a car.

But if their parents don't teach them, how are they going to know?
( Kroney, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:53, Reply)

My parents never taught me how to build an internal wall and put socket in it
but I still managed to RTFM
( Peej, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:55, Reply)

We had a boy who was run over and died.
There were some fucking EXCELLENT jokes going round about that.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:37, Reply)

We had someone nicknamed Chocky Viva
His father had died in a car accident. Apparently he choked on a bar of chocolate and lost control of the car. A Vauxhall Viva.
( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:40, Reply)

superb

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:41, Reply)

The suicide guy shot himself in the eye with an air pistol and took three days to die
he was very popular with the sporty hard nuts so we didn't make any jokes
( Peej, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:46, Reply)

we called one guy shitty sands, cause his surname was sands and he shat himself in class once.

( mark morrisons prison shoes I love Willie, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:44, Reply)

We called a guy Carpet for 10 years.
Because his name was Matt.
(PsychoChomp, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:46, Reply)

WITTY

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:49, Reply)

doing it for a month is shit.
Keeping it up for 10 years, is hilarious.
(PsychoChomp, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:50, Reply)

I have a mate known only as Sleeps With Toast for this same reason of keeping up a shit joke

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Tue 15 May 2012, 10:53, Reply)