WELL WELL WELL... I have a few treats for you all... (don't hold me to the quality- you might find it lame but
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My A-levels were a very 'interesting' set of exams!!!
Firstly, some moron decided he would drop pills before his exam for what he called "creative inspiration". About 40 minutes in he collapsed to the floor fitting, snotting blood all over the floor and generally making a mess/a lot of noise.
We were all told to get on with the exam, despite the site of the ambulance, full sirens blazing, off-roading it across the rugby pitches to the gym hall exit. They removed the fidgety noise badger from the hall and we were given an additional 3% on that exam- BONUS!
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Later that year I was half way through my two hour exam and not far from finishing I felt my gut suddenly spike with pain.... My stomach grumbled and I distinctly felt everything drop down towards the unprepared barrier that was my sphincter... In one sudden, random and disturbing motion I jumped to my feet, flipping over my exam desk, shoving my chair out the way and widly (and very crippledly) waddle-hop-ran out of the hall groaning loudly.
I managed to heroically hold off the impending barrage long enough to get to the toilets outside where I then unleashed a torrent of lime coloured watery bum gravy in what can only be compared to throwing a bucket of water into a pond.
As the fart-interupted 50cc moped that was my arse chugged along at an uneasy rate, the exam invigilator burst into the toilet followed by my professor- banging on the door not asking
"trickyj, whatever is the matter?" or
"are you ok?" but very eloquently
"What the 'fudge' are you playing at you cheeky 'un-fathered child'."
As I tried to explain through fire, flames, flares and farts, the smell of my rancid putrid arse-water notably kicked in and a gagging sound was followed by hurried footsteps and the bang of the door closing behind them.
The whole hall giggled and a few people slow-clapped as I calmly walked back into the hall some 15 minutes after my tourettes-exit. I was then told I would not be allowed to add any more to that paper as I could have "obtained answers in the time spent out of the hall"....
I promptly left and travelled home to nurse my tender botty, whilst my parents took it in turns to shout and make loud noises of their own down the phone at my college
I passed that exam fine & dandy in the end and ever since, I have never had such a difficult exam