When my dad was in catholic school he pulled a prank and the teacher told his mother that he was possessed
Edit: wow this blew up! I do know the prank: He was in 3rd grade and he and his friend were put into detention during recess. Aparently the school's policy was "god is watching you so we don't have to" so they were left unattended in a classroom. This was in the late 1960's. Anyway my dad had managed to get a hold of super glue, which back then had just been released to the public, so it was the good stuff. Anyway, he and his friend went around the room super gluing everything except their own stuff. They super glued the desks shut and the chairs and desks to the floor. If there was a pencil on the desk that was glued too. The glued the chalk to the tray. They glued the textbooks shut... you get the idea, everything was glued. So when the teacher and class came back my dad and his friend were both sitting quietly at their desks and when the teacher told them to sit down none of the students could, because the chairs were glued down. So my dad was the first to laugh and therefore the only one to blame. The nun/teacher grabbed him by his hair and dragged him out of the classroom and down the hall (my dad was laughing in hysterics the whole time) his mother rounds the corner ( i don't know why she was at the school) and the nun straight-faced says, "Ms. XXXXX, you're son is possessed."
Dr_Nue on October 27th, 2018 at 12:57 UTC »
“What about shit?”
JaneDoe1997 on October 27th, 2018 at 14:24 UTC »
When my dad was in catholic school he pulled a prank and the teacher told his mother that he was possessed
Edit: wow this blew up! I do know the prank: He was in 3rd grade and he and his friend were put into detention during recess. Aparently the school's policy was "god is watching you so we don't have to" so they were left unattended in a classroom. This was in the late 1960's. Anyway my dad had managed to get a hold of super glue, which back then had just been released to the public, so it was the good stuff. Anyway, he and his friend went around the room super gluing everything except their own stuff. They super glued the desks shut and the chairs and desks to the floor. If there was a pencil on the desk that was glued too. The glued the chalk to the tray. They glued the textbooks shut... you get the idea, everything was glued. So when the teacher and class came back my dad and his friend were both sitting quietly at their desks and when the teacher told them to sit down none of the students could, because the chairs were glued down. So my dad was the first to laugh and therefore the only one to blame. The nun/teacher grabbed him by his hair and dragged him out of the classroom and down the hall (my dad was laughing in hysterics the whole time) his mother rounds the corner ( i don't know why she was at the school) and the nun straight-faced says, "Ms. XXXXX, you're son is possessed."
Privateaccount84 on October 27th, 2018 at 15:58 UTC »
I was a little kid and pretended to be possessed at a pancake breakfast at the church.
If I remember correctly, I was annoyed by the tiny amount of syrup they provided for said pancakes. For $5 a plate I deserve some freaking syrup.