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Back in the days, there was always that teacher who looked down upon you and would use every available to make your life miserable. They seemed to say, in no certain terms, that you wouldn’t amount to anything. But what would you do, especially if your parents whisked you away to a remote boarding school, miles away from home? And they came once a month to visit if you only when they were in a happy mood.
Well, if you were among these three American school kids you would have thought of revenging against that teacher. How do you do it? Simple. Use semen-add it to a pastry icing. Sneak out of the class during a cooking practical, masturbate on a container and add it as one of the ingredients for the frosting.
Trouble is the frosting has a weird taste. That 58-year-old teacher asks why and that girl with kimbelembele says she heard you discuss something fishy. That’s where your trouble begins; the police pick you and your squad for interrogation. Two of you admit but one denies, like politicians when linked corruption scandal. Bet you, he’ll even deny that you’ve ever met.
At 14 and 15 years, the law won’t be too harsh on you and you are booked for misdemeanor assault.