Who here was a class clown in school?

[Zing Zing Zingbah]

I wouldn't consider myself to be a class clown on my own. However, one of my best friends and I were sort of a duo of class clowns when we got together. I was just reading something that made me recall some of the silly stuff we used to do back in high school.

1. We made little posters entitled "Save the chickens" that were "sponsored" by a phony organization called C.R.A.P. (Chickens Raging Against Perdue). The little chicken on the poster had a cartoon bubble coming out of his beak that said, "chickens have rights too!" We put these posters up all over the school. We'd also randomly write "Save the chickens" on chalk boards.

2. Every morning before school began during our freshman year of high school we'd completely cover our Algebra teacher's blackboard with bizarre, cryptic messages. Among these bizarre messages, which were our inside jokes meant to baffle everyone else, we'd write in a few jokes about our Algebra teacher. The guy had an amazing sense of humor. I'm surprised we never got in trouble for some of the stuff we'd write. I think he let me get away with it because I was one of his best students, and after while he just expected us to write on his board.

I remember our Algebra teacher was into Patty Loveless, so we of course would write weird stuff about Patty Loveless on his board after we found this out. The funny thing was at the end of the school year my parents randomly got two Patty Loveless tickets in the mail. They won some contest. My parents had no interest in going to the concert, so I decided to give them to our Algebra teacher. We got a really big box, put the tickets in it along with some chalk for his blackboard and lots of newspaper, and we wrapped it up with old Christmas wrapping paper. We also covered the outside of the box with weird pictures that we cut out from a local newspaper (a picture of Billy Graham, a picture of a duck crossing the road, etc.) and we put little cartoon captions on the pictures that referred to some of the stuff we used to write on his board. So, on the last day of school we gave him our ridiculously decorated present. I could tell he was thinking "Oh no, what on Earth is this?!" He was really surprised and excited to get those concert tickets like he wanted.

3. We made stalker valentines for Valentine's day for all of our guy friends. I had a ton of those valentines day card that little kids give to each other, so we decided to write perverted, stalker-like messages on the back of them. We put lipstick kiss prints all over them and sprayed them with some really girlie perfume. We stuffed these guys' lockers, book bags, even books with them if we could get away with it. The funny part about it was that some of the guys that received these cards were pretty nerdy and were probably the least likely to have any girl obsessed with them.

4. Frequently, we went to school wearing stuff like purple corduroy bell-bottoms (this was the 1990's). We'd go to church rummage sales and buy all of the silly looking clothes that were probably never in style for a dollar a bag. These were the clothes we'd wear to school. We really saved a lot of money on shopping for school clothes.

Oh yeah, we were really into disco (and lot of other things that were just as kitschy), and we dyed our hair a new color probably every two weeks. I'm sure we did some other oddball stuff that I can't remember too.

[Seabiscuit]

1. My best friend and I were duo class clowns in first grade.

We drove the poor old teacher nuts. She used to call my mother in tears to complain about how I was ruining her life. I was too young to appreciate her grief, but somehow, my friend and I grew out of it in a year or two.

[RagingInMiami]

2. I was a class clown all throughout school

And I'm still a clown.

[Placebo]

3. I used to be the loudest, most talkative person...

ALWAYS laughing. But now, when I look back on it, I have absolutely no idea what was so funny. At any rate, nowadays I'm much more low-key when it comes to my humour, and I'm all about the inside jokes that only my closest friends will understand.

[kuozzman]

4. I have a college "prank" that's probably funnier than stuff I did in H.S.

OK, I've got to give some background info first. I'll just get straight to the point. One night after the bars closed, I was hooking up with a girl back at my frat house, which I had recently moved out of and a couple sonsabitches snuck back into the room we were in and took a couple snapshots of us. Well after the girl freaked out for a while, I finally got the camera (I think) and crushed it........anyway I of course had to get these guys back and wanted it to be really good.

So a couple weeks later I was driving on the outskirts of town and saw a sheep farm, which gave me an idea. That night, me and a freind went out there thinking we'd just go grab one and take it back to the house and put it in these guys room. Well it wasn't quite that easy. We get in there and these things start stampeding all over the damn place. I ended up getting "bucked" in the face and got a nice fat, bloody lip. But my buddy was able to grab it after it hit me and got separated from the pack. So we showed up at the house and brought the sheep inside to these guys room. Turns out they went home for the night (to K.C.-from Lawrence-KU).

So we've got this sheep in there and eventually it starts bbbbaaaahhhhhhing loud as hell. You should have seen the look on peoples' faces when they came in to see what the hell was going on. The bars were just closing, so people were coming back all drunk and getting a big kick out of the sheep. Well he ended up staying the night in there and even left a nice dump in the middle of the floor. The next morning, we safely returned the sheep. When we got about 2 blocks away, it started bbbbaaaahhhhing like crazy. He was happy to be home. I wish I had a scanner to post some of the pics. They're classic...



Bbbaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!

[Deja Q]

5. I was. Even my 7th Grade English teacher said she wouldn't be surprised,

if I became a famous comedian.

She was cool. Some of the students were not, but she was. I'd met a good friend in that class as well. Why do I remember his very first comment to me when I can't remember other, more important things in life? Unless friendship is more important than survival, but how crazy is that? (I also remember the day in 9th grade shop class where he'd spun the rotor and I'd gotten an electric shock! In retrospect, it was funny. :-) )

[Roon]

6. When I was in jr high...

I had a talented classmate who used to draw charachers(sp) of our teachers. He would cut them out and make them into paper dolls that would stand on their own. These things used to make me laugh so hard that I would get in trouble for disrupting the class, but he never got in trouble for making them. I even used to buy his best ones from him to have as my own.

I hear he is now living in LA with a million dollar job in entertainment.