My high school had an old, senile librarian. Out of boredom created by an uneventful study hall, I made up a story about my friend urinating in an indiscreet corner of the libray. After dumping some warm mountain dew in the space I told the librarian the tale. Immediately she waddled down the hall to the Dean of Discipline’s office and told him of the horrid offense. For whatever reason, the Dean thought it might be true so he pulled my friend out of class, dragged him down to the library and the trio took turns smelling the liquid on the floor. If I recall correctly I believe the liquid was deemed to not be urine likely due to my friend’s strong objective remarks “WHY WOULD I PISS IN THE LIBRARY?” “DO YOU NOT SEE THOSE IDIOTS LAUGHING OVER THERE”. No detention was issued.
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