There was this bully in school that sold a little pot now and then. He wasn't the crazy kid that was bringing in the heroin and meth though. The crazy one was the sadistic dude in the corner that used to say random shit that nobody quite knew what to do with. He drew pictures of bodies without heads and had rabbits' feet -real ones with half the leg still attached- in his locker. He was weird and freaky so everyone left him alone. The bully was a pain in the ass, no doubt, but that crazy one. . . The bully was kinda friends with the crazy kid. They used each other. The crazy kid wasn't very big and the bully wasn't very smart so they played off of each other. The bully got pot every once in a while from the crazy kid and the crazy kid had someone to run interference for him.
The principal of the school was a bit of a bully himself so he figured the best way to nip the drug problem in the bud would be to suspend the bully. He would use the most noticeable kid as an example. So, the principal planted a few joints in the bully's locker. Low and behold a surprise drug search landed the principal in front of the bully's locker and the bully got suspended.
Meanwhile a few people found out that the principal had planted the drugs and as he vigorously defended his actions, as a way to stop the drug problem before it got worse, the crazy kid built a meth lab in the basement of the school. The principal was so busy making up new and creative lies and distractions to cover up his initial actions that the meth lab went largely ignored. It wasn't that the principal didn't know that the lab was being built it was just that if he brought it up he would have looked like the fool and so it was easier to ignore it and deal with the problem when nobody was looking. Maybe it would just go away. The crazy kid would have to graduate eventually, right?
One day the crazy kid got a bit anxious to make a profit and turned up the production. In his rush he overcooked some chemicals and blew the school all to hell. The entire school went up in smoke killing almost 2% of the student body and destroying the building. But that principal, he stuck by his guns; defending his actions even as bits of the school rained down on innocent bystanders. He should have been looking at the real threat but instead he made a bigger problem by fabricating something rather than going after what really mattered.
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