For a college civics class, this troper had to join up with / assist a nonprofit public organization of his choice that operated in town. His response was to round up a couple of his friends and proclaim themselves the Philanthropists' Society, a group dedicated to getting students off the streets and encourage peer bonding. Which they did by playing lots of video games. Obviously, since the group was newly-created, the troper and his two buddies were the only members. Sadly, the organization was forced to close down right after the end of the assignment.

How come?

The BoardingSchool this editor went to must have taken a leaf out of a Japanese Shô?gun's book: ''Mobility causes insubordination''. They were adamant that no student should have a practical mode of transport to call their own. Bicycles were strictly for "leisure purposes only", which meant that the bikes were locked up by the school in a shed except from Saturday afternoons until sunset on Sunday - because allowing lights on a bicycle would would mean students could ride at night and that's far too practical. Sixth-formers (i.e. those whom were old enough) were prohibited from having cars. So bottom line: there wasn't no rule about motorcycles!

Me, my sister, and our aunt once found loopholes at a public swimming pool that would technically allow us to bring in a live shark.

This troper had a friend in high school who was the absolute ''king'' of loopholes. He showed up one day in a dress, wig, and go-go boots. One of the teachers informed him that as a male, he was not allowed to wear a dress to school and he would have to wear pants. The next day, the boy showed up wearing his mother's blouse and pearls.

This troper goes to a school where the students are always trying to find loopholes to access things on their laptops. There are actually ''Facebook groups'' dedicated to accessing websites like Youtube in school, and the exchange of emulators and flash games is widespread.

This troper went to a rather regimented private school with stringent rules regarding hairstyles and so forth. One of his ne'er-do-well classmates discovered that there was no rule specifically banning dreadlocks, and proceeded to acquire some. This, he hastens to point out, was a boy of Irish extraction with a headful of bright orange, tightly curled hair, a head shaped like a light bulb, and skin that outside the freckles was so pale it disrupted astronomical observations. The day after he showed up like this, a rule against dreadlocks was added, and he was forcibly escorted to a haircut.

A co-worker who once worked for NASA reported that his department was not allowed to buy computers, despite needing them to accomplish their work. So they bought a lot of "printer test equipment".

This troper's gym class was required to get in pairs write a paragraph about our hero, who had to be a real person. This troper and his partner decided to write about Sasquatch, on the grounds that the teacher couldn't prove Sasquatch didn't exist. The teacher still wouldn't let us.

A friend of a friend of this troper discovered that there was no rule at his high school against a student's pet cat being nominated for class president. A rule was implemented when the cat won, and the principal declared that "a cat cannot be class president".

Future generations will read the rule book go "WTF?!?!" and ask someone. Many generations later HilarityEnsues as they try and figure out WHY its a rule.

In the future, someone will probably read that rule and decide to nominate a dog...

The rules didn't say that the class president must be a student at the school?

This troper tried to get his friends to write-in candidates such as JohnCleese, and my friend's left shoe. We got away with this (they lost) for two years. The third year, there was an announcement banning write-in candidates. Damn.

During his younger brothers' days at this troper's Catholic high school, the rules on boys' uniforms for one year included that "pants are optional," with the intended meaning that they could be of any color, cuffed or not, etc. The literal meaning was much discussed, but apparently neither kilts nor the Harpo Marx method were ever actually attempted.

That rule wasn't thought out too well, huh

This troper had great fun exploiting her boarding school's loopholes. Before her exploits, there were no rules against electing pet rocks as dorm proctors, sitting on ''dorm'' rooftops, climbing in the space above the ceiling tiles, storing candy, balloons, confetti, etc in the space above the ceiling tiles, serving 'breakfast in bed' to the entire dorm at 5 AM, faking a murder scene with the drama teacher;s ''borrowed'' fake blood, using Magic Markers to decorate the ceilings (walls were forbidden), covering one's entire dorm room in wrapping-paper-as-wallpaper, tying crepe paper and/or ribbons to fans, spiking the decaf coffee with caffeine shots, temporarily altering a lock so keys are ineffectual (it was temporary, jeesh!), or using fencing foils outside of the gym.

While it's expected that students wear formal wear at the Middle School graduation, there ain't no rule that they can't wear whatever they want as long as it fits the rules, which techinicaally means that graduating while cosplaying as a character from Higurashi no Naku Koro ni is allowed.

While This Troper was playing scrabble with her grandfather, we discovered there ain't no rule saying you have to put the tiles on the board letter-side up!

This Troper had to write an essay about a "Famous Archer". So? Green Arrow's an archer! (I got an A for the assignment)

Next time you gotta do Captain Archer

{{Griffin}} once tried to out-talk her dad about a requirement that she get above a B for her report card. B+ is greater than B!

failed.

When this troper was a young child, his mother gave him a set of Crayola marker pens and told him not to draw on the floor or walls with them. He immediately figured out a way to stack them end-to-end and drew eight parallel lines on the ceiling, one of each color, and on discovery deployed the "but you didn't tell me not to draw on the ceiling" defense. And yes, he got away with it.

Very similar story -- this troper's 4-year-old cousin was told to stop drawing on the walls with a crayon. So he started drawing with a nail on the side of the the dresser.

When your captain was in 8th grade, our school uniform code demanded that boys wear long slacks between October 15th & April 15th, no matter the weather. For years, we had complained about the impracticality of the rule, especially since the girls had the option of a skirt for hot days during the no-shorts season. One of our teachers sardonically pointed out that there ain't no rule saying a boy couldn't wear the skirt...so the next day, one of my friends did. (Though technically, there ''was'' a rule against it, but since a teacher had challenged him to do so, he still got through the day with impunity.) The next year--when we had all graduated--the rule was amended to allow boys to wear shorts whenever it was warm enough. The administration liked our ''idea''; they just didn't like that a bunch of preteens had come up with it & didn't want us to benefit from our own "defiance."

This troper has always wondered about the logic behind requiring girls to wear skirts that are a specific length or longer, but then allow cheerleaders to wear skirts that are significantly shorter and allow them to expose much more skin than is otherwise permissible.

The same goes for boys wearing tanktop shirts in a co-ed PE class, but can't wear a sleeveless shirt in class because it's ''inapproproate''.

I once heard a tale of a middle school basketball team from a deaf school in my hometown. League rules said that when playing that school, all players must stop cold at the whistle so that the deaf students would know it had been blown. One time, their opponents stopped anyway, then when the deaf kids had let their guard down, put up an easy basket. ItOnlyWorksOnce, since the ref got ''pissed'' afterwards. Parents on both sides agreed on the WhatTheHellHero nature of the play.

This troper is a pottymouth. This troper's mother disapproves of swearing. After a (failed) attempt at restraining her natural swearing impulses, this troper merrily learned to curse in several languages her mother does not speak.

This troper often exploited loopholes in the military whenever we went on field exercises. For example, during an exercise at Fort Polk, a fellow soldier and I ran across an "enemy" scout's motorcycle unattended. Driving a military vehicle without authorization is illegal, so we put the bike in neutral and pushed it to the friendly camp. When the motorcyle's rightfully-authorized rider showed up a few days later looking for it, he attempted to make the case that we had stolen it and had ridden it without authorization. We argued (successfully) that we had found it in the woods and had recovered it for him. I even pretended to be shocked that he wasn't appreciative that we were keeping it safe for him until he came to get it.

This troper's high school had an annual event called Mix-And-Match day, where boys would generally wear mismatched clothing and girls would generally dress more masculinely. Seeing an opportunity to screw with the other AP students, he came to school that day in a miniskirt and pigtails, since it wasn't established that he couldn't do so.

At my middle school, like at so many other schools, students were required to run a mile in gym class. You aren't allowed to walk. You aren't allowed to skip. You aren't allowed to run backwards. But, as two male classmates realized, there ain't no rule against leapfrog!

... but surely leapfrogging for a mile both takes more effort and takes longer than just jogging it? This almost sounds like an inversion- exploiting the loophole abuses you.

My professor for an English course at my university said this was the reason she didn't allow open-book exams. Turns out that some students got around the limits set on the notes you're allowed to have. They apparently wrote out the covered text in very small print and crammed all that within the permitted notes. And by small, I mean they were using magnifying glasses to read their notes during the exam!

I would imagine this is the reason that professors at this troper's law school usually have an "everything or nothing" rule on outside materials during exams. Either you can bring in anything you like, or nothing but what's in your head. They don't call it "Rules Lawyering" for nothing.

That reminds me of my final maths exam in high school. We were only permitted bound books, not loose notes. We were much dismayed by this news, given that flipping through a textbook is supremely inferior to hand-written notes. However our teacher was quick to point out that it doesn't take much to bind several pages together, and she did in fact have a binding machine in her office...

An acquaintance of this troper once had a college semester where the start, end, and break dates for classes were very oddly scheduled, all adding up to some classes being forced to have their final exams ''the afternoon before Christmas Eve''. The administration had rules for when finals for each class had to be (although professors were allowed to decide to have no final at all), and the only class-wide exception were for final exams that were longer than the standard blocks of time. According to said acquaintance, multiple professors decided to eschew the final altogether for their respective classes, replacing it with "a midterm on the last day of class, which just happens to be cumulative and have a greater weight on grades than previous midterms".

Most of my college classes have been like that. "We aren't allowed to have a 'final' outside of 'finals week', but I can't be bothered to be here an extra week, so our last day of class we will be having a cumulative exam that happens to be worth as much as a final."

That's strange. It seems the people at the university I attend thought of that - they actually ''do'' allow you to have the final before finals week.

I was playing Munchkin and was unfortunate enough to have a chicken on his head (-1 to all die rolls). I then encountered the 1,478 Orcs card which was pumped up to the point he could not beat it. The Bad Stuff on this card is that if you fail to run away, you have to roll a die. If you roll a 1 or a 2, you die, if you roll anything else, you lose X levels, where X is the number you just rolled. I rolled a 1, and my opponent stated that meant I died, until I pointed out that the chicken meant I technically rolled a 0, since it wasn't a 1 or a 2, meant I lost that many levels, namely none.

This troper's grandfather told him a story about his father when said father was young. Grandfather had set boundaries on where Father was allowed to go, the northern boundary was that he wasn't allowed to cross the railroad tracks. One day, Grandfather is driving home from work and sees Father riding his bike well past the railroad tracks. When questioned, Father explained that the rails had been pulled up so that new tracks could be put down, so he never actually had to cross them.

There is a website called Simulation Chamber, which is a message board-based game played out in a fashion similar to SuperRobotWars. One year, when they had revamped the entire game, they had a tournament where players could fight with "grunt units" (which was classified as units with a rank lower than 4 for the rules). Beyond that, the only other rule was that they couldn't use certain items. However, one person found a loophole and exploited it: they said no items, they said nothing about upgrade chips. (Upgrade chips were like the upgrades from the games. Besides making them stronger, they would raise an unit's rank up 25%.) Cue one player bringing in a Rank 3 GM (from MobileSuitGundam), fully upgraded and kicking ass until the mods saw this and decided that, retroactively, no chips.

The spell, Summon Monster (Pathfinder RPG), allows you to summon a creature within a 25ft+5ft every two levels sphere. My friend used this to drop a pony (aprox. 500 lb) on all of his enemies.

There ain't no rule that states that you can't store an huge amount of data on ones calculator on this troper's school. Unfortunately, the information can not always be salvaged.

Swedish schools are generally quite relaxed when it comes to dress codes. Basically, there aren't any. However, when the school photos are taken, there are often rules saying that you aren't allowed to dress in a way that makes it impossible to tell that you are you. There was an article in a Swedish newspaper about a high school student who, for the last few years, had worn very Marilyn Manson-esque make-up to school every day. For this year's school photo, though, the photographer told him to remove his make-up, because it concealed too much of his face. The boy tried to loophole his way out of it, claiming that without the make-up, no one would recognise him. Sadly, IIRC, he didn't get away with it, and opted instead for not being in the photo at all.

This troper was in a robotics competition where there was a size limit on the robots, enforced by marking a rectangle on the playfield. All robots had to be completely inside the rectangle at the start. One of the other teams circumvented this by building a robot that was ''really'' tall. Immediately after the starting horn, they'd hit a button to make it unfold into a gigantic but regular height robot, which would've been ''way'' over the size limit had the robot been in that position at the start. The next year, the competition organizers added a height limit in response.

This reminds this Troper of my Robotics team, we are always losing as a result of loop-hole abuse (it is the ref's doing it) .Such as last year when a ball got stuck outside on the field and we needed to return it or get penalized, so we did. It turns out that by returning the ball our teammates hand was counted as a ball by the sensors and we were penalized a point for every second it was not returned to the field (it was the beginning of the match). Ultimately because of this loop-hole of the sensor counting anything as a ball we have the largest penalty of any First team ever. (We also think the ref's hate us as we were given a red card for a situation they had just made illegal four days prior, which wouldn't have mattered, except it was the semi-final match and we would have won the match otherwise.

This Troper was in a gym class where we played real life PacMan (Minus the ghost-eating, for obvious reasons) and one rule was to stay on the green lines bordering the gym floor. Well, the PSMS gym has these four small green lines seperated from the rest. You can guess what I did from that information. Unfortunately, I got tagged by one of the "ghosts" anyway after about three minutes. (The gym teacher actually noticed this and noted that it was a pretty clever strategy.)

This troper always takes advantage whenever he curses and someone says "Watch your language." Cue me cursing in either Italian, Croatian, or Spanish. Another loophole abuse was people at school weren't allowed to play any games online, and the computers did not allow you to install any. (And even if you could get past that they would be wiped off when you log off) Student solution: Install a game to a flash drive, and access it through computer. How I abused a loophole: Although people were told not to be playing Halo: Combat Evolved through that method, I did one better. I played Half-Life and it's mods. (Whereas others were only playing Halo where the teachers didn't care)

One of this tropers classmates was banned from going on a school trip to Edinburgh due to bad behaviour. We arrived in Edinburgh to find him already there, saying that since he came down himself he technically wasn't on the trip. The teachers conceded this, but gave him detention for truancy next day.

This troper belongs to a university club that focuses son playing card games, including Magic, Munchkin, etc. We became on official club sanctioned by the school by adding the word "Educational" to our name. We then partnered up with Wizards of the Coast, wherein they would give us money and free stuff if we held a promotional event. We needed a bank account to receive money. We could not get a bank account as a group without a tax ID number. So we filed for official non-profit organization status with the US government, got a tax ID number, and are now legally capable of officially partnering with Wizards of the Coast. We now can buy and sell things, as well as hold fund raisers, and not have to pay taxes to the government, all in the name of spreading education through playing games.

Lessee, the catholic school my uncle works at is pretty much a textbook example of LoopholeAbuse when it comes to the United States Constitution. Students have been expelled for: '''a)''' Being Gay or having openly-gay family members '''b)''' having parents with bumper stickers deemed "offensive". (ie any that aren't in blind support of radical right-winged and Lolbertarian candidates) '''c)''' Having non catholics in the family '''d)''' The most petty reasons ever. You don't have the right to free speech in there, they literally teach you that ''only the government has to play by the rules set in the constitution'' and that if it's your own property you can be as "Orwellian" as you want. (Ironic that Orwell was a socialist.) Amongst other things, you basically have absolutely ''no'' rights. Teacher accuses you of something you didn't do? Tough cookies - no fair trial here. All the logic is "Don't like it? then get out of the school". Even though for a good 70% of the student base, the nearest schools are a good ''hour-long'' drive away, and the only other private school that's not really long ways away is a reform school.

That's not a loophole, that's just the law. The Bill of Rights starts every amendment with "congress shall make no law" for a reason. It didn't even apply to state governments when it was first passed, just the US congress (they fixed that). Private institutions can still do whatever they want as long as they don't care about getting any kind of government support/funding. That said, it's sucky situation and my heart goes out to the kids stuck at that school.

Of the 27 constitutional amendments, exactly ''one'' - the First - starts "Congress shall make no law..."

The law states you can do whatever the damn hell you want on private property still. We have a trope for that, actually: LoopholeAbuse.

This troper was in class with a substitute teacher and the teacher didn't leave any work for us to do. Rather than sit around bored, me and three other students decided to play spades. The sub told us we weren't allowed to have cards in school. So I asked my friend for a few sheets of paper, tore them into fifty two squares, and made a deck out of them. AintNoRule against playing with paper.

In America, you're allowed to pay people hired as waiters and I think busboys and hosts way below minimum wage as long as they make up the difference in tips. Naturally, Golden Corral hired everyone as waiters and waitresses except the managers and the cooks, so even if you were working the Cash Register, you were only being paid $2.65 an hour when a) nobody actually ''tips'' the person at the register and b) Nobody actually tipped in the restaurant either. It was a buffet - for some reason not everyone seems to tip at a buffet, presumably because they weren't hired as waiters or busboys and were being paid minimum wage at ''least''. And you ''also'' had to come in an hour before or stay an hour after your shift to wrap silverware or do dishes - so essentially, that's free labour they're getting out of you, and you're practically ''working'' for free with how little your paychecks were! (ie, someone at school who worked for 40 during the summer had a check of $92 - because five of those hours were ''free labour''. If you were getting minimum wage, which at the time was around $6.5 at ''LEAST'', they should have gotten over ''twice'' that much...and that's only doing the math for the stuff they were actually ''paid'' for.) There's a good reason that Golden corral was blacklisted to ''hell'' by schools, teenagers, and unions alike, because whoever the fuck was running that place needed to be ''sued'' into oblivion. If it makes you feel any better, they've been out of business for a couple years, now.

If you're talking about this place, they're still open -- that might have been a local franchise that got shut down.

Most of this troper's teachers will not give open-book exams. They will, however, allow the usage of graphing calculators... which can effectively store pretty much anything you want.

Signatures (sp?) don't have to be written in cursive. Your name doesn't have to be in the standard spelling. You don't have to use correct grammar in non-language classes.

Heck, it doesn't even have to be in letters. Your signature could be a squiggle or a symbol with meaning only to you.

This troper's university uses standardized cover sheets on its exams. In addition to listing the exam's date, subject location etc. it also has a place where the teacher can list any items the students are allowed to take into the exam (writing utensils, graphing calculator etc.). One teacher decided to have some fun with this and added nonsensical items to the list the most common of which was "tire repair set". One student who had failed to study for his exam noted that it didn't specify what type (or size) of tire repair set was allowed and brought in a 48 piece set the size of an average suitcase. After being refused entrance into the exam he successfully argued that he hadn't broken any rules was therefor wrongly refused entry. He was allowed to retake the test on his own 2 weeks later allowing him plenty of time the learn the subject matter.

This troper's university newspaper (The Print in NUI Maynooth) asked the university's play-do society for 200 words describing the society. The society proceeded to give the paper 200 words relating to arts and crafts. Printed above the "article" in the paper was a guideline for future editors: "Please be specific in what you ask for".

This troper realised about halfway through 6th grade that the dress code of her private school only required students to wear shoes in gym class. By the end of the year they had to apend to it because only about three or four students were actually coming to school with their shoes on.

To get from a train station near my house to an airport in a nearby tourist trap, you'd have to pay about 9.5 USD. If you forgot your ticket, the "excursion fee" is about $5.40. The least you can make a ticket for is $1.75. It was my mother who first noticed that you could make a $1.75 ticket and just happen to forget it on the way there, thus shaving a good $2.40 or so off your ticket costs--more if you live further north than I.

Out at the local SPCA, volunteers are given clearance to handle certain pets depending on experience. This includes petting the cats and opening their cages. However, the cat booth also has several backscratchers, all narrow enough to fit between the bars of the kennel cages...

One of my more, shall we say, ''oppressive,'' counselors at summer camp claimed to have built her rulebook to invoke the trope. Given its contents, however, it just came off as her really liking to say the word "loophole."

This troper exploits this trope. He signs his name how he usually writes anything, he spells his name as though he's a CloudCuckoolander--and he is--and he doesn't use good grammar in any non-language class.

A volunteer youthgroup helper at this troper's church loves entertaining middle and high schoolers with stories about abusing (or attempting to abuse, just to mess with peoples' minds) loopholes. Once he received a free box of runts after counting every runt and noticing that there were fewer banana runts in the box than other flavors and writing the company. Another time, he asked an employee on a smoke-break outside of McDonalds if he could take a rock from a gravel pile outside the restaurant. When she said it was fine, he asked if he could take a handful. When she said that was fine, he asked if he could fill up the back of his pickup with the gravel. When she was not OK with this, he asked how many rocks he could take before it was not OK. Unfortunately, his friend was cracking up in the background, so he didn't get to carry on the joke any further.

As a child, my brother and I had a game based on this. The object was for one player to be able to perform some particular action (something random, like making them do a stupid dance or stealing something they were wearing) on the other using only commands (no physical force) and without simply telling them something like "Do/Let me do *object of game*". Any loophole, no matter how bizarre, was fair game. For instance, a command "stand still" would be met with a millisecond of stillness, followed by the opponent running away - after all, no one had said how ''long'' to stand still. If they tried "Stand still until I say so," the opponent would interpret it as "Stand still until I say 'so'" and use the use of the word "so" in the command itself as an excuse to stop obeying. Eventually almost all commands ended in "until I say so, but that time didn't count." The rules of the game itself (like what commands could not be given) could also be manipulated, which led to rule changes, which led to rules about rule changes, which in turn could be abused...The game quickly became a form of CalvinBall. I was very, very good at it.

This troper uses erasable pens in class. Even during tests.

This troper once had to go to a forced Christian camp in which they were divided by teams. He was BoredOnBoard. The teams had to answer some questions in a piece of paper and then a person from each team had to explain the answers in public. So, one of the questions was "Do you think the word love implies ...(I don't even remember, something to do with feelings and boredom, I guess) "? Every team was answering "Yes, because..." or "No, because". This troper's team had also a very elaborate answer like that. But when it was his turn to answer the question, he just answered "No.".

This troper's electronics class (a lot more dull than it sounds) had a lazy teacher. He would recycle quiz questions on tests and the ''final exam.'' His rules were that "anything in your handwriting" is OK to bring to use on the exam. What did this troper do? Why, he gathered all his (very short) quizzes, and handwrote everything, including diagrams and problems, the night before. He aced the final.

This troper had an Electric Circuits teacher which would do exactly that: recycle questions from older exams on the final exam. I gathered all the exams I could and loaded them into my graphing calculator (which was required for this class). It worked nicely.

This Troper has many cases of this. He's been told by his mother he should be a lawyer.This is a short list-

Item the first: He was at a school announcement thing in the auditorium, where the staff were going over the rules. One of said rules was "No MP3 players". He didn't have one, he had a portable CD player, so he brought that in. A teacher decided to call him on it when he was listening to music in the hall, and since all the students were given school handbooks with the full rules in them, he pulled out the handbook, showed the teacher, closed it and put it away- and told them that "There is no rule against it, so I'll be on my way". The teacher was livid. The rule was never changed.

Item the second- In school, sunglasses were not allowed, and the Vice principal called him on it while he was wearing them in school. This Troper cheerfully pulled out an optometrists note saying that it was fine due to light sensitivity and that the school nurse had a copy of the note, (it got worse over time until the point that he gets migraines without them, killer night vision, though.) The Vice principal laughed and told him it was the weirdest doctors note he'd ever seen. This was repeated with the teachers in every class this troper went to that day, minus the laughing bit.

Item the third- This Troper was told at 15 he could not buy an uncensored CD of Eminem, so he had a friend burn him a copy. When his mother found out she shook her head, and revised it to , he can't buy, borrow, own, or have in his possession.

Item the fourth- Upon his stepfather saying "Money doesn't grow on trees" This 8-year-old troper pointed out that since it was made from trees, it did- much to the shock of his stepfather. Though they had a laugh when they discovered it's made from silk and denim here in America.

Item the fifth- This Troper and his brother make occasionally contracts with each other to ensure they do something or other. While he exploits the many loopholes his brother's contracts provide, he writes contracts with none whatsoever. He also find loophole in promises others force him to make to get out of them.

This arithmetically-challenged troper once responded to a "No calculators!" rule in a high school physics class (in the late 90's) by bringing a slide rule to the exam. The look of incredulity on the teacher's face was priceless.

Whenever we played Capture the Flag when I was little, I'd breakout people in the jail by walking slowly to it with my head hanging; everyone assumed that I had been tagged and they left me alone. Unfortunately, everyone else copied me and it got so bad that people just instinctively triple tagged everybody going near the jail, period.

This troper's friend's sister noted that there was nothing against the rules of rolling the mile in school, so she immediately dropped the ground and rolled for a mile.

This troper was doing a Technology class in high school which involved using word wrap. We had to type a page of text from a book that we used in class. However, since I had to write it at home and the books had to be kept at school, I was allowed to type a long, random explanation of my life and views, none of which was serious.

This troper's abused a couple of loopholes in her time: #QUOTE#Back in primary school me and my friends were fond of playing the game British Bulldog but the school banned it. Naturally we'd just rename the game, and when that got banned we'd rename it again. Eventually they banned all games with the rules of British Bulldogs. Cue us altering some of the rules slightly. #QUOTE#Another of my school's had specific rules for sports days. You had to be in X number of events and you couldn't be entered into more than Y number of events – I can't remember how many that was. The rules made sense – it meant that everyone had to participate and different forms couldn't put all their most sporty pupils in all of the events and win everything as the incredibly competitive PE teachers were likely to do. This was all well and good until year 9 when a few of the girls in my form group had moved schools. We put everyone in the maximum number of events each, but it worked out we were still short 1 person for the girls 4x100m relay. After reading the rules carefully we realised that there were basically 2 other rules – only girls could compete in girls' events and boys in boys' events, and you had to be part of the form you were representing. Our form tutor met both of those requirements. #QUOTE#Every Friday when I was in sixth form we'd have 'Tutor Group Challenges' – basically trivia quizzes that ranked your tutor group. Students had to answer the questions, and using only their minds and what was at their desks, so that people wouldn't cheat and use the teacher's computer. After a couple of weeks my form tutor decided that since her first lesson after lunch was on the opposite side of the school on Fridays and that it wasn't a form room that she would move Friday registration there. She was an IT teacher. We started winning a lot more after that. #QUOTE#There's a few other examples, but my family eventually caught on that they need to be very careful when asking me to do something. When I was about 14 they were redecorating and I was underfoot. My dad told me to go paint the downstairs toilet. I cheerfully accepted, but then my mum interrupted and told me that that meant the room the toilet was in, not the toilet itself. Ruined all my fun!

My forum has had a few members who were desperate to get around our rule of having 10 posts before you are allowed to advertise their own forum. We had members replying to every thread in the advertising forum saying "Nice forum-I will join yours if you join mine" until they had enough posts to advertise, we had members bumping up year old threads with posts like "lol". We had people making 10 posts of one word long, posting 10 threads with links to random youtube videos for songs by a band they liked. In the end we closed this by adding "Staff have the right to reject links if they feel the member's posts are not good enough"