For context: this actually happened a few weeks back. I am 17, and I live in Germany.

That weekend, I got fairly drunk and decently high with two friends. Since I live in a sleepy small town there wasn't much to do at 2 AM, so our drunken asses think it would be a great idea to break into our high-school (of which my father is vice-principal). Considering the boringness of this place there is hardly any crime, so there is no video surveillance at the school and the backdoors are rarely locked. 

After staggering around in the building we knew just too well at the time we decide to check out the administration tract, where we find a room with a bunch of first-aid supplies. There also were numerous items that are given out in sexual education, among those condoms and a box with maybe 500 tampons.

Properly shitfaced we decide that it would be hilarious to redecorate the hallway (which just happened to be right next to his office) with those. We put them atop of doorframes, in the showcases, on radiatiors, etc. In retrospect that was quite dickish, but at the time we felt fucking hilarious. I put a few of them in the pocket of my jeans, after a while we were getting bored and left for some other shenanigans.

The next morning I decide to put said jeans in the basket for dirty laundry. In our household, my father does the laundry.

A couple of days later I go into the laundry for some reason, and what do I see next to the washing machine? A neat row of slightly crumbled, government appointed tampons for 8th-graders. All I was able to think was "FUCK. HOW CAN ONE BE SO STUPID? FUUUUUUCK. FUCK." 

The next day I stealthily removed all of the tampons in the hallway, but he never brought the topic up anyway. That is suprising because there is no good explanaition for the tampons to be in my jeans: my sister lives in Italy, and I don't have a girlfriend.
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My father was vice-principal at my high-school, and I was drunk and vandalized the school with a bunch
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For context: this actually happened a few weeks back. I am 17, and I live in Germany.

That weekend, I got fairly drunk and decently high with two friends. Since I live in a sleepy small town there wasn't much to do at 2 AM, so our drunken asses think it would be a great idea to break into our high-school (of which my father is vice-principal). Considering the boringness of this place there is hardly any crime, so there is no video surveillance at the school and the backdoors are rarely locked. 

After staggering around in the building we knew just too well at the time we decide to check out the administration tract, where we find a room with a bunch of first-aid supplies. There also were numerous items that are given out in sexual education, among those condoms and a box with maybe 500 tampons.

Properly shitfaced we decide that it would be hilarious to redecorate the hallway (which just happened to be right next to his office) with those. We put them atop of doorframes, in the showcases, on radiatiors, etc. In retrospect that was quite dickish, but at the time we felt fucking hilarious. I put a few of them in the pocket of my jeans, after a while we were getting bored and left for some other shenanigans.

The next morning I decide to put said jeans in the basket for dirty laundry. In our household, my father does the laundry.

A couple of days later I go into the laundry for some reason, and what do I see next to the washing machine? A neat row of slightly crumbled, government appointed tampons for 8th-graders. All I was able to think was "FUCK. HOW CAN ONE BE SO STUPID? FUUUUUUCK. FUCK." 

The next day I stealthily removed all of the tampons in the hallway, but he never brought the topic up anyway. That is suprising because there is no good explanaition for the tampons to be in my jeans: my sister lives in Italy, and I don't have a girlfriend.
user
I vandalized the school where my dad is vice-principal with tampons. Then I left the tampons for him
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