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So many particulars. So many questions.
as it says on the tin. We had a Dry-man (redacted from Riman) a Penfold (dead spit) and a Twat (cos he was)
...Wrote to local newspapers on his behalf concerning Croydon spam matters, they printed at least three in the Croydon Advertiser ...
HA! That is fucking funny, but you thorougly deserved that punch it seemsI had a (hated) maths teacher between 14-16 years of age called Mr Fernecough. His bald head perfectly replicated the colour and texture of spam. So we called him Spam Head.
· We called him Spam Head to his face
· Put tins of spam (that we had nicked) on his desk
· Wrote letters purporting to come from him to the manufacturers of spam to generate spam related correspondence
· Wrote and drew tins of spam on and in our exercise books
. Wrote to local newspapers on his behalf concerning Croydon spam matters, they printed at least three in the Croydon Advertiser
· Ate spam sandwiches in front of him when the head had threatened us all to stop calling Spam Head, Spam Head
· On one occasion we stuffed the contents of a tin of spam up his cars exhaust pipe, this was the seminal moment which caused him to lose it and punch me in the face in front of loads of witnesses.