The Jello Incident.
Alright, so, I didn't go to a normal high school. At all. This is one of many stories I have about this strange place, with names changed because I don't feel like getting yelled at.

I went straight from homeschooling into this weird dual credit program for math and science people where students live at a university and get credit for the first two years of undergrad and the last two years of high school.

Naturally, this program attracted the dregs of society; those smart enough to handle college work and socially distant enough to not mind leaving family and friends behind.

In a "school" of 400 nerdy, sociopathic outcasts who were locked up in a building together every night (11pm on weekdays, 1am on weekends), LAN parties were a major pastime.

A couple of my close friends, both named Paul, decided to suspend a GameCube in jello and play it during the party. They bought $42 worth of jello, got a laundry basket, built a cardboard and plastic wrap ventilation system for the gamecube and got to work.

It was winter and cold enough that they thought the almost two solid feet of jello would solidify in one night.

Not only did it not completely solidify, but it ate through the plastic wrap and destroyed the gamecube.

The Pauls (or Paul squared) decided that, with a broken gamecube and a laundry basket full of jello, the best course of action was to see if the jello fermented.

It did.

So, they left it in the closet for a month, let it ferment into some weird sort of jello wine *, and got completely shitfaced the night before an Honors Biology Test**. They also crawled around in the vents of the dorm for a while.

The larger Paul got kicked out for "bringing alcohol into the building," while the smaller Paul graduated with straight As and the love of the entire administration.

Life is weird sometimes.

* Their entire room smelled like feet.
** They both got As on the Biology test. So much hate.
(Mreek, Wed 4 Feb 2009, 5:43, Reply)