Do tell. Well, we were in history, the most laid back teacher ever, we could do anything, and she wouldn't care, had absolutely no control of the class. She was balding too, and quite chubby. We didn't do any work, and for the last few classes of the term she'd just give us the answers and tell us what pages to fill out, and we'd get 80's/90's. SO. We were sitting in class, doing the end of year exam, it was split into like ten parts, we'd get a double sided sheet in some fluorescent color, with questions and stuff on it, and some fat kid dared me to eat the exam, said he'd pay me fifteen bucks, so I did, the kid never payed me, then she [bleep]ed at me for a minute, and facepalmed a couple times, and then gave me a new one. I used to do lots of dumb [cabbage] in eighth grade.