@stueytheround @process @kel
My 9th grade science teacher Mr Janak caught four of us having spitball wars in the back of his class and made us stay after school an hour each night until we filled up a liter jar of mouth chewed spitballs.
He was a good guy though. He started out the semester by telling everyone "You've got three grandmas", meaning you could blow an assignment and say your grandma died three times.
@process Remember the Bic pen 'peashooter' with chewed up paper from school?
It's time for some target practice.
@kel