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"Haiku Hump Day: HIGH SCHOOL KNOWLEDGE, or, How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love The Thought Of Bombing My Teacher’s House"

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Blogger HandsomeStan said...

(JPX, you & I must have posted simultaneously. How come this is way down below Akbar? Which is hilarious, btw...)

Home economics
Cook Some Shit And Eat It Class
You just can't beat that

Life would be awesome
If my knowledge of "cosines"
Was at all useful

January 27, 2010 6:04 AM

Blogger JPX said...

What I learned in school
Woods are a good hiding place
When you see bullies

Must make confession
Never stood up to bullies
Let Octo do it

It's true, he saved me
Kenny Wajda pummeled me
Octo saved the day

Once in the third grade
Jimmy Johansen punched me
Right in my damn face!

Because of Jimmy
I had braces for 3 years
I hope he's dead now

Teachers bullied too
Mrs. Springthorpe hated me
Openly mocked me

Third grade principal
Played mind games with me often
Thankfully he's dead

Great topic, Handsome
I just love thinking of past
Now I'm just depressed

January 27, 2010 7:27 AM

Blogger JPX said...

Thank god for the "curve"
A '28' on stats final
Got me a B+

January 27, 2010 7:44 AM

Blogger HandsomeStan said...

Sorry, JPX
It was "Hair" that triggered this
I blame your woman

"Trigonometry"
Only good for haiku lines
"Sine squared?" What the fuck.

January 27, 2010 7:52 AM

Blogger Octopunk said...

Remember clusters?
Kenny's bully cred was Red
Silver me knew not

With no rep to fear
He was just some weird fat kid
Deserving some pain

It's hard to look tough
After ten minutes on ground
Clutching and mewling

January 27, 2010 7:57 AM

Blogger Octopunk said...

Algebra useless?
No! For correct model scale
I cross multiply

January 27, 2010 8:02 AM

Blogger Octopunk said...

Best history teach
Mr. Geraghty taught us
You can work while drunk

January 27, 2010 8:04 AM

Blogger Octopunk said...

Teach: talk to you kids
There's always an argument
Me: no there isn't

January 27, 2010 10:13 AM

Blogger Octopunk said...

Guidance counselor
Weekend Showcase rent-a-cop
How could I listen?

January 27, 2010 10:16 AM

Blogger JPX said...

Girls did not like me
Could never access that world
I hated them all

Chrissa Carlotti
The first girl to sprout big boobs
All boys were obsessed

January 27, 2010 11:04 AM

Blogger HandsomeStan said...

Wonder of Wood Shop
Teacher with a lazy eye
On the table saw

January 27, 2010 11:07 AM

Blogger Johnny Sweatpants said...

7th grade letdown
The wood shop award goes to -
The blind kid… again

January 27, 2010 11:29 AM

Blogger Landshark said...

Cool Mr. Baker,
All Cross/Jones kids shared stories
Teach and his Harley

Also saw himself
As expert on hot weiners
Rod's Grill got his vote

I wrote a haiku
For old Baker's writing class
He never forgot:

Hairy sweaty arm
Holding my cherished delights
Come to me gagger

Harley Davidson
Intimidating machine
Get out of my way

January 27, 2010 11:50 AM

Blogger AC said...

at barrington high
got busted spreading gossip
now i just listen

in 11th grade
listened to "the wall" nightly
retained THOSE lessons

January 27, 2010 12:35 PM

Blogger Catfreeek said...

That Mrs. Springthorpe
openly mocked everyone
miserable bitch

I may have helped with
that one bully's demeaner
if it's Johannes

Me and his sister
pummeled him with cow patties
until he cried hard

January 27, 2010 12:59 PM

Blogger Catfreeek said...

I learned that art class
was more fun when I was high
and I still got A's

Thanks Mr. Battles
for introducing me to
really great authors

I also learned that
I took much more thorough notes
when jacked up on speed

German class taught me
German beer in brown bottles
was not a good choice

It's in the water
Brown came from the dirty Rhine
Green bottles, good stuff

January 27, 2010 1:09 PM

Blogger Johnny Sweatpants said...

Kids can be so cruel
Especially kids like me
I regret nothing

Poor old Mrs. Bates
No respect from yours truly
Called her “Master Bates”

January 27, 2010 1:36 PM

Blogger Johnny Sweatpants said...

Metal shop playtime
Blowtorches and Chinese stars
What else do you need?

January 27, 2010 1:37 PM

Blogger Catfreeek said...

Film lit, greatest class
watch movies then discuss them.
Hmmm, sounds like our blog

Seven years of band
learned to play the saxophone
now I've forgotten

January 27, 2010 1:38 PM

Blogger Whirlygirl said...

Cigarettes and booze
Low tops and lots of perfume
My first grade teacher

Boys looked down her blouse
Guy teachers looked up her skirt
She sat in cloud smoke


Hot pink lips and cheeks
White blouse with braless sagged boobs
My music teacher

She picked out her pet
Handsome dear, get me coffee
All the boys ran…ran


Crazy crazy eyes
Rumor was she slept with dogs
My mad art teacher

She scared all the kids
We all caught a glitter fear
It could cut your eyes


Neatly pressed attire
Straight legs on parallel bars
My stiff gym teacher

Forward roll and back
Handstands, splits and straddled legs
Quite a limber man


Uttered to herself
Her prize son blew his brains out
My sixth grade teacher

She soon left the school
Went on an extended cruise
Or at least she thought


Notes full of insults
Fired for student cruelty
My fifth grade teacher

One kid she wrote of
His life forever ruined
A Wal-Mart greeter

January 27, 2010 1:40 PM

Blogger Catfreeek said...

Poor Mr. Kinney
Looked like Benny Hill's old guy
I patted his head

Mr. Manardi
I taped him yelling at us
How he hated me

Mr. MacGregor
Once stood on a chair for height
Just to yell at me

January 27, 2010 1:44 PM

Blogger Whirlygirl said...

Studly math teacher
Wife, kids, a family man
Asked me on a date

January 27, 2010 1:50 PM

Blogger Whirlygirl said...

I’m at a café
People see me counting
They think I am nuts

January 27, 2010 1:54 PM

Blogger Catfreeek said...

Third grade math teacher
Mrs. Pierce, sucked air through teeth
very distracting

Fourth grade English class
found a tick on me and screamed
so embarrassing

Smoked weed before class
While in class I coughed real hard
exhaling smoke cloud

January 27, 2010 1:54 PM

Blogger AC said...

in my junior year
learned how strict my parents were
grounded on prom night

at exact same time
learned not to ride on car roof
as dad's driving by

January 27, 2010 2:49 PM

Blogger HandsomeStan said...

Gym class taught a lot
Locker room taught even more
Looks like I'm smallest

January 27, 2010 3:19 PM

Blogger Johnny Sweatpants said...

Seventh grade crisis
Tim Jones stole my ham sandwich
I will get revenge

January 27, 2010 3:40 PM

Blogger Catfreeek said...

Biggest lesson learned
came after high school ended
it was all surreal

Metal shop teacher
Nearsighted Mr. Trahan
a blind man welding

Wood shop was fun time
Mr. Fazio told jokes
They weren't that funny

January 27, 2010 3:40 PM

Blogger Johnny Sweatpants said...

Lovely Anika
Broke my heart and moved out west
The love of my life

Full of mystery
Largest breasts in Rhode Island
Some wounds never heal

Found her on MySpace
Married an elderly man
And she found God… *pukes*

January 27, 2010 3:52 PM

Blogger Catfreeek said...

Sex ed class taught by
the hot lady gym teacher
the boys were all flushed

5th grade sex ed class
a classmate who clued us in
she knew all the facts

My friend and I peeked
into a library book
the word, va-gee-na

For years mispronounced
how embarrassing it was
It still makes me laugh

January 27, 2010 5:14 PM

Blogger JPX said...

Junior high was bad
Bullies, mean girls, puberty
Lord of the Flies years

First day of first grade
Barbara August puked on desk
Gross, bad omen

Who remembers R.I.F?
"Reading is Fundamental"
A rare school freebie

Caught the chicken pox
On day of Hasbro field trip
Birth of toy issues

Class went on field trip
I stayed home and itched and scratched
Still pissed about this

January 27, 2010 5:38 PM

Blogger JPX said...

Got away with it
I never took chemistry
To this day I'm glad

Octo let me cheat
Copied his history tests
I like my smart friends

A.C. and hubby
Helped me in graduate school
Never would've passed

What I learned in school
Don't marry a borderline
Life is just too short

January 27, 2010 6:11 PM

Blogger Catfreeek said...

JPX warning
Barbara August bad omen
Yup, she's Tony's ex

January 27, 2010 6:26 PM

Blogger Whirlygirl said...

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah
Mom enters class in costume
A balloon-a-gram

January 27, 2010 6:38 PM

Blogger JPX said...

Catfreeek, I'm speechless
That's nothing I'd brag about
Bad omen, indeed!

Carla Cole scared me
She was as mean as they come
Angry, angry girl

January 27, 2010 6:39 PM

Blogger JPX said...

OMG, Whirly!
It doesn't get worse than that
I think I would die

January 27, 2010 6:41 PM

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January 27, 2010 6:43 PM

Blogger Whirlygirl said...

Two vice principles:
one played ball with dad; other
tried to play with me

January 27, 2010 6:47 PM

Blogger Octopunk said...

Jeez, Whirly, what's up?
All Lolita and whatnot
That sounds pretty lame

January 27, 2010 6:50 PM

Blogger Whirlygirl said...

Shelve library books
Wash down lunchroom tables
In school suspension

January 27, 2010 6:50 PM

Blogger Octopunk said...

When I see these kids
Sleeping with their hot teachers
I think: where was mine?

January 27, 2010 6:51 PM

Blogger Octopunk said...

We called them "pit bugs"
The kids who smoked before class
Years later: "dope flies"

January 27, 2010 6:53 PM

Blogger Whirlygirl said...

Poor Mrs Whitehead
Greasy, smelly Ms Whitehead
stunk like rotten fish

Scared the class away
not a soul could bear her stench
not even a mouse

Her life was once grand
used to be a beauty queen
fairytale life

Her husband left her
for the pageant runner-up
blond with double D's

Poor Mrs Whitehead
went home and ate and ate and
ate and ate and ate

Not much else remained
just her name and tenth grade math
we had to smell her

January 27, 2010 7:48 PM

Blogger JPX said...

Jesus Christ, Whirly
Where did you go to high school?
Sounds Dickensian

January 27, 2010 8:03 PM

Blogger Catfreeek said...

Smoking before class
We called ourselves "the pit crew"
Years later "burnouts"

January 27, 2010 8:08 PM

Blogger Catfreeek said...

Fired music teach
Mr. Clark had too much fun
touching teenage girls

Seventh grade math class
Mr. Czerwinski went nuts
we drove him to it

Foul memories of
Home-ec with Mrs. Duffy
A mean, mean lady

Favorite teacher
Science, Mr. Pineo
He so liked fishing

January 27, 2010 8:15 PM

Blogger Whirlygirl said...

In a large nutshell
school has taught me one core thing
people are f'd up

January 27, 2010 8:21 PM

Blogger Whirlygirl said...

High school not all bad
I fell in love with Shakespeare
Keats and Shelley too

January 27, 2010 8:35 PM

Blogger HandsomeStan said...

Hey BHS nerds
What's "sohcahtoa" stand for?
Bonus haiku points

Win the weekly prize
If you explain acronym
In 17 syll's

January 27, 2010 8:57 PM

Blogger Catfreeek said...

You're flying that math geek flag high and proud Stan :)

January 28, 2010 4:17 AM

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