madras college

madras is one of those school that you can’t forget. everyone there is so different and retarded in their own special ways. you’ve got the junkie that you catch burning the lungs out outside of school. you can’t forget the chavs who wear a foundation colour that matches a fucking carrots skin colour. also you have the weird under the stair kids that all have orgys together and watch anime and think screaming “reeeee” is funny. you have the massive group of boys everyday trying to have a wrestling match, lobbing themselves at each other’s.

honourable mentions would be; the friend group from primary school, the indie pretty girls, the guys that fear any females, simps, weird lesbians , incel homosexuals, token gay, token lesbian , the friend group that might be lesbians, and plenty more.

the school is going to pieces (quite literally). all the teachers are either nonces or cunts. the only nice ones you never have.

apparently the school has “no money” but yet they keep buying useless shit that no one asks for

so an easy way to say is the school is shit; but it will not stoop so low to bell baxter