Middle School Madness (series)

a kid who had bangs longer than the fullness of my scalp hair, I imagined him thinking: "I like hair in my face." (song-like)
"Swats", corporal punishment for wrong-doings. I never got one, but that was employed on several kids while I attended.
Art teacher; nice but wacky, suffered a debilitating fall on steps leaving him mentally incapable of teaching. His nickname for me: Howdy Doody, because I have freckles.
M D (probably never to mentioned in any other post) had a preference for silver and gold paint markers -- nasty and messy. I remember he always had some mess on his desk somewhere and on his arms. Later, this kid couldn't come to school because of a bad acid trip.
At least six different incidents of me getting hit in the groin, usually during P.E. One such adventure was attempting to block a soccer shot. I jumped up and it was only chest high. Well, with the jump, it hit me square in the nads. I fell onto the ground, was pulled off the field and asked the stupid question, "Are you alright?" No! I wasn't alright. MR was there and was heartily laughing.
MR invariably would fall asleep during any movie or slide show during science.
The same "I like hair in my face" kid would sometimes turn around and look at either MR or me or both and mumble, "I kick you [sic] butt"
I remember being pretty much Beavis or Butthead throughout, well before that series was on TV -- "stoner", "rocks", "hard" -- all with stupid laughter.
I also remember the report on 60 minutes referred to masturbation as arousal from "touching oneself", which I didn't quite comprehend being genitalia, but rather anywhere. I thought it odd that someone would moan at the touch of an elbow.
There was a foul-tempered math teacher who made grass-growth fascintating, but not math.
MR had a notebook with the collection of his, not-truly Schultz Peanuts, in say ... XXX form.
There was a teacher there who wore short skirts and was very curvy. What? What do you mean I'm teasing the hormone-strong animals? I'm not doing anything but getting their attention. "Uh, Mr. Murphy? Would you come to the front and give your report." "No thanks. I'll take the F."
I remember the underpowered computers they brought into the school and that people had to learn to use the "Card Catalog".

The P.E.T. Computer. Tape storage driven, with a Mac-like fused body and screen. The keys were as solid and stiff as an electric typewriter's, the screen a little larger than a wallet.
I first met MR in middle school. I also met TS there too. His wonderful opening statement to MR and I was, "Hey, Frog and Toad." Charming!

MR was the first person I ever met that actually took the bus -- as I walked to school Elementary and Middle.
This was also the period of the great egg toss.
There was Reynolds and Reynolds teachers -- not related. The woman Reynolds was young and, well ... quirky. Public knowledge of her biker (or cyclist) boyfriend lent us to make speculations.

Whunh was there. She sat in a group with MR and myself. Another tidbit of middle school humor:

Fjord: a body of land mostly surrounded by water (I defined it as me, a guy, in the bathtub)
This also spawned "Fwank!" c/o MR -- the sound reverbarated when farting in the tub; to which most people can truly attest.