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General Site Info => General Discussion => Topic started by: bake74 on February 10, 2012, 01:12:23 am
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Sent to me by my wife.
Nothing to do in Nebraska Chuckle for today.
Proof that you can never underestimate the innovativeness of American Farm Boys:
At a high school in Nebraska, a group of boy students played a prank. They let three goats loose inside the school.
But before turning them loose, they painted numbers on the sides of the goats: 1, 2 and 4..
School Administrators spent most of the day looking for No. 3.
Now that's funny, I don't care who you are.....
And you thought there was nothing to do in Nebraska
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Now that is pretty darn funny!!!! ;D
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That's a good one.
Reminds me of the band Chickenfoot naming their second album Chickenfoot III.
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Clever! An IQ test for administrators!!!! LOL !! ;D
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Hey!! I grew up in Nebraska. But it was only one goat and the administrators never figured it out. lol
Rusty
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We borrowed one of our math teachers Chevy Vega one time in the middle of the night. We drove it to the high school, jimmied the double doors of the gym. The floor was the perfect height for a set of metal car ramps! We drove it through the gym, and down the hall into the main lobby right outside the office. Just parked it there! It was still there when we all got to school the next day. You'd think they would have just backed it back out the same way it came in. But they had to have the cops come look everything over, then lay down all kinds of rugs all the way down the hall and across the gym floor! Funny how we didn't leave a mark on the floor driving it in, but they thought they would taking it out!
The teacher was a pretty cool guy, he thought it was funny. He voiced his opinion that no harm was done don't worry about it. But the principal was out for blood. He had a long list of what was going to happen to whom ever was responsible.
It took almost 10 years before that story came out as to who was responsible. There were three of us.
My brother and his pals faked a shooting 20 plus years before that at that same high school. He had just got a new / used truck that day, wasn't even registered yet. He was living on his own, had a couple rooms above a barn right down the street from the school. They had one of their buds hang out outside at a school dance. The old duffer cop that always worked the dances was about as usefull as lips on a chicken. He would always stand outside an smoke his pipe. My brother, and three of his buddies rolled into the parking lot in his pickup. He leaned out the window, and fired two shots from my fathers blank pistol. Their buddy standing somewhat near the cop splattered a handfull of ketchup on his shirt as he clutched his chest, and fell to the ground. The other three jumped out of the back of the truck, grabbed him, ran back to the truck, tossed him over the side into the bed, then all climbed in, and they took off.
The cop about had a heart attack.
They figured out pretty quick it wasn't a real shooting, and in a month or so they figured out who was involved. They all got in a little hot water over that.
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Sounds like goat #3 outsmarted all of them.
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i wonder if there was a philosophy teacher at that school---we all know the classic philosophers would always ask why things are the way they seem.
Why do you think one goat is missing?
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they did that in my school but with 3 chickens this was 10 years ago. but the thing is who numbers animals before they let them loose in a school? Something else the class before mine did, was they got the master key to all the locks on the lockers and switch them all up. i didnt have one so they didnt touch mine, but the school had to cut off each lock and replace it