"Hey Eric my man, got some weed?"
"Are you kidding me? This is Hempfield. Of course."
"Let's do it."
"Yeah dude, I bought some pot off of this kid that goes there."
The school is a complete dump, smells bad inside, and continues to fall apart every day. Instead of fixing the school itself, the school board decided to spend over 10 million on the reconstruction on a football field and field house, all for a football team that can't play football for shit, and win one damn game the entire season.
The teachers there can't teach to save their life. They just don't have the brain capacity to do so.
An everyday ritual is a fight in the cafeteria.
A bomb threat is called in at least once a month. Instead of sending the students home to prevent them from being killed, they evacuate the school and put them on the bleachers outside . . . Where a bomb would most likely be placed underneath there.
You can listen to music on your ipod in study hall. You can even choose to sleep. But you can't play games on your ipod. Wtf.
Your not allowed to hug anyone; its a pda thats considered by teachers on the level of rape.
If your a freshman, your an automatic piece of shit.
If your a senior, you do what you want and just don't give a fuck.
The school is just a hell hole that is sinking deeper and deeper.
"Oh jeese Luke, sounds like she went to Hempfield."
Elliott: I KNOW!!!
(20 million dollars later)
MIKE: DUDE! the dip's smaller!!!
Elliott: Which one?
Joan: I DID! I forwarded it to 20 people last night!
Sarah: Oh, nice. Oh, and did you see Andrew's mohawk?
Joan: I totally did. He is such a poser.
Sarah: Well, what do you expect? It's Hempfield.