Maybe these rule-breaking, peace-disturbing class clowns got tired of pushing pencils and caved in to that burning desire to stiick it to the man. Maybe their judgments were naturally clouded in a haze of teenage hormones and angst. Or maybe stirring up trouble every now and again is just....fun. Either way these are some quality little glory stories from people taking a trip down the good 'ol formative youth memory lane.
