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Pins and Popularity

school boy

School days were fun days. School days were 24 hour periods of absolutely no worries…well some worried about their homework but I never worried about that anyways.

Sure life now is good and its great to earn dosh and be able to drive, but can you remember your school days? 8am to 2:30pm…Lunch would be waiting…Pretend to study for a half hour and then playtime! Shweet…

Although school days also proved to be the platform for stupid pranks, stupid dares and perpetually getting into trouble.

High school pranks were the best… I remember as matrics, how we once locked the teachers into the staff room whilst they were having a meeting and then bargained for lower tuck-shop prices. Someone once let off the fire extinguisher in the science lab wing of our school and it was a white christmas for a week before they got it cleaned up properly.

drawing pin

My own personal stupid stunt actually happened when I was in primary school still. I was impressing the girls with my unparalleled ability to spin a drawing pin on the palm of my hand. Unfortunately the impressiveness of this stunt was wearing thin, so I progressed to spinning the drawing pin on my tongue.

Yeah I know… stupid.

For a while anyways, this was making me the man of the hour and I was scoring points left, right & center. That was until, without thinking, I tilted my head back as I dropped the spinning pin into my mouth and it merrily spun down my throat and got stuck just above my adam’s apple. I stood there for a second, not sure if I was more worried about the drawing pin lodged in my throat, or the popularity that I could see fizzling away…

So I was rushed to the hospital where I was sedated and they then used a suction tool to suck the drawing pin out my throat. Fortunately it didn’t get past my throat. That could’ve been a whole other problem.

Eventually, 3 hours later, my throat was pinless, my ego bruised and my parents poorer.

Neverless my popularity returned when I proudly showed off the rusted drawing pin that was extracted from my throat… Oh how the girls swooned.

Yup… school was fun.

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