Stupid work & school games inspired by boredom

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**jhe90**

chromedog wrote:
We had a great chem teacher.
He didn't tell us per se how to make the compound, but he was a good teacher and we had a good school library reference section and knew how to use it, and had a decent grasp of the chemistry needed to do so. It was yr10 (so around the 16yo mark).

So from his pov, at least we paid attention. We also kept our noses clean for the rest of that school year, so we were never unmasked as the perpetrators. Our teacher probably suspected us, and the chem teacher likely also did, but no proof and no cc tv to catch us on.

I've done the folded strip of paper with a band thing, too (that was at work, when one of the other storemen started flinging rubber bands at me. Got him back with a bit of folded paper flung from the band.

"Do you want to start a war? Because this is how wars start. Welcome to the escalation game." thwack!

He ended up with a few welts that day. I got a couple from his shots, but mine shots to him hurt more.

Even if suspect... Well no proof.
Bar your good at chemistry but even then how many are good at chemistry in a school. More than just you!

No direct proof.

And yeah, the trixk was getting em folded tight and nice and densely layered. The master crafted ones could seriously hurt.

It was a art to make them truly painful.
I swear people put way too much effort to craft and perfect them lol.

**anyname121**

We had a game called "Get Down Mister President"
The rules were simple.

In a large group of people that presumably knew the game someone would put their finger to their ear like a Secret Service agent. People would notice and do the same.

The last person to notice gets bundled with a "Get down Mr President" screamed for good measure. You have to protect the President. It's a hard job but someone's gotta do it!