Not a high school, but an 8th grade jr. high story that is so wonderfully true.

We had a substitute teacher and when she turned her back kids would throw spitballs at each other or shoot them at each other using a straw.

I had taken about 5 or 6 complete sheets of notebok paper and got them all in my mouth completely saturated. when she turned around, I heaved the whole baseball size wad at a kid and missed him. It hit the wall under a baseboard heater with a loud WHAP and broke up and stuck.

I was sent to the principals office.

Something like 6 years later, now as college kids, we went back to visit favorite jr. high teachers, and lo and behold, there was still a good chunk of that spitball still stuck to the wall just under the baseboard heater.

Have a nice dinner.