This story has ABSOLUTELY nothing to do with the title "Racist Pineapples". I just couldn't think of a name for my so freaking amazing story. Of all the teachers in my school, I hated my gym teacher. I will just refer to her as Mrs, because I shouldn't like to know if she has a PIMD and looks at the forums. Which is rather unlikely. But one must be careful, eh? I remember when we were jumping hurdles and a friend of mine, whom I shall call S, was practically knocking over every single hurdle he jumped. Mrs was extremely furious, and yelled at S in front of the whole class. Everybody had stopped jumping and was staring at the fat lady whom we hate calling our teacher, yelling at poor little S. Well, I can't say 'little' as he is taller than me. Finally, after a 10 minute, yes, 10 minute yelling, my real gym teacher, Mr, came over to see what was the problem. Immediately, Mrs stopped yelling and screaming, and the fat old f@g started flirting with Mr. I was so very disgusted when Mrs said that S had been jumping over hurdles foolishly, and going out of his lane to knock over other people's hurdles and to trip them, which DID NOT happen. This ended up in an office referral and a phone call home. I DO believe S did not deserve this at all, do you? Until next time.