This reminds me of when I was in high school and our gym class was walking around the track outside. At one end, there were huge bushes. It was spring time and they were full of pollen. My friends and I would walk by the bushes, smack them, then when a cloud of pollen flew up we’d say, “Tree sperm!” as teenagers are prone to do.
It was all fun and games until the gym teacher accused us of smoking. Apparently he couldn’t tell the difference between a cloud of pollen and cigarette smoke. It was weird because not a single one of our group had ever touched a cigarette, and we didn’t slow down around that turn, we just smacked the bushes while walking the route. We told him the truth and he didn’t believe us, so we said to go ahead and test us. Nothing ever came of it, except the annoyance from it that’s somehow stuck with me for 20 years.
This reminds me of when I was in high school and our gym class was walking around the track outside. At one end, there were huge bushes. It was spring time and they were full of pollen. My friends and I would walk by the bushes, smack them, then when a cloud of pollen flew up we’d say, “Tree sperm!” as teenagers are prone to do.
It was all fun and games until the gym teacher accused us of smoking. Apparently he couldn’t tell the difference between a cloud of pollen and cigarette smoke. It was weird because not a single one of our group had ever touched a cigarette, and we didn’t slow down around that turn, we just smacked the bushes while walking the route. We told him the truth and he didn’t believe us, so we said to go ahead and test us. Nothing ever came of it, except the annoyance from it that’s somehow stuck with me for 20 years.