We had a teacher at high school who thought he was a bit of a hit with the ladies, trying it on with the prefects, always stories coming out about him up the town getting fired into some 17 yr old birds, bit of a sleaze but the birds loved him. He would actually be trying it on with pupils in his class, wee risky jokes here and there, it was f*cking cringeworthy for all the boys in the class who hated him with a passion. He thought he was the ticket with his designer stubble and skin tight, hair dresser tops. One day we set up a practical joke for a random pupil, we poured about 5 strawberry milkshakes into a bucket and jammed it into one of those fire doors that automatically closed, checked to see if anyone was coming then ran halfway up the stairs. When we noticed it was said teacher who was coming in the door next we shat it and tried to run down to get the bucket to pull it down, we were stuck in limbo, will we get it down and risk being caught or stay up stairs and run like fcuk? He opened the door talking away to a prefect girl (surprise). We ran away laughing uncontrollably, I turned round to see him standing there, black v neck hairdresser top, designer stubble and notes covered in milk. Amazing, he knew it was us but couldnt prove it, the best thing about it was it was morning break about 10 am and had to sit all day in a stinking mess, absolute class as we had him last period, uncontrollable laughter all round
