I’m saddened by the fact that on the final day of the baby-flour challenge, nobody came into class with a cake in their hands and no baby-flour in sight
So, the thing about that baby project? If your school actually bought the 'decent' dolls, they had a sort of timer in them that would go off randomly, and it would record how long it took you to fix it by sticking a very particular key into its flesh. With the flour bag babies, there's absolutely nothing stopping you from just leaving those at home, unattended. And, I would imagine, the only way the teacher could grade you for that is if you had to bring your baby into school so the teacher could check up on it.
I am American, and I still had no idea the flour sac/egg/robot baby thing was actually a thing. I thought Disney Channel or Nickelodeon had made it up for sitcoms.
I'm Canadian and I remember seeing people in high school with the robot babies sometimes, but I didn't take that class. I also remember having to take care of an egg in elementary school for SOME reason, and we were supposed to like, take it home and all that, but I thought it was stupid bullshit and I was able to hide it in my desk at school for most of the week.
I took the class that did it around maybe 2010, 2011.. they gave us realistic baby dolls with sensors that could tell if you'd been neglecting it. Hated that thing.
Back in high school I had to take a sex ed class. Which was probably the dumbest class I’ve ever taken, thankfully I didn’t have to take care of the creepy animatronic baby they had for us. It would make sounds like a real baby by using recording of real babies, and would even just sporadically start crying in the middle of the night so you’d have to get up and take care of it. Am an American btw, it’s what happens when you live in the south.
@@potentiallyaheretic9281 It’s a Southern thing, huh? That probably explains it. I’m from the North, and our sex ed was part of our biology and health classes. They taught us what sex was and the mechanics of procreation in biology, and the risks of STD/Is, and about safe sex and things like condoms and contraception in health. With that context, now I’m starting to think the baby project is a conservative relic meant to scare teens into abstinence so they don’t have to teach them about safe sex because old conservatives hate things like birth control and young women having sexual autonomy.
Same. This seems to be tied to my rather extreme insomnia. Wow, the stories my friends and family have told me about the conversations I have had with them in my sleep. And what's weird is I don't do this unprompted. I don't talk in my sleep on my own, it's always in response to people directly addressing me.
Dude, if one of my friends bought a specific snack or something that only I like just to lure me to a party I clearly don't want to go to, I'd just up and tell them I'll show up, take the snacks and leave. Not everyone likes parties. For some people, they're incredibly stressful, and bribing someone into showing up is not okay.
really makes me appreciate the kind of friends i end up making had a friend who finished up her degree and was moving provinces, so when I got an invite to their celebration party I was like "well shit, this'll probably be the last time I see them, I think I want to go" about an hour in I go up to her and am like "hey, I'm people'd out so this is my exit" and she thanked me for coming, we hugged it out, and said our last little fairwells
This is awesome. I love the designs and you make these stories even funnier with the visuals!!! The horror of failing your class because your flour baby exploded…
I used to take advanced classes in high school, and it would really piss off my teachers when I could sleep through their classes and still make perfect scores
I have two notable sleepwalking/talking stories. The first happened when I was like 13 or something and my uncle was living with us temporarily. Apparently, he went to go grab some water from the kitchen and heard noise from the living room. Turns out I was going full on The Ring Girl and standing in the middle of the room sobbing with my hair covering my face, which scared the shit out of my uncle. He kind of told me to try going to bed, I apparently nodded and walked back to my bedroom and laid back down; I have zero memory of any of this. The second story is something my mom told me which is hysterical because she should have experience with people sleep talking since my dad does it a bunch too. Apparently she found me in the middle of the night just chilling out on the couch and we started chatting. Somehow the conversation went onto quantum mechanics, which is a subject I love to pieces, and it wasn’t until I said something completely out of left field even for me that she realized I was unconscious the entire time. For clarification, she apparently talked to me for a solid 15-20 minutes.
Jello is such an fascinating endlessly entertaining and genious individual but if I knew him I get the feeling we wouldn't like each other for some reason...
Oh my god the flour baby thing actually happened during a church event. I’m ex-Mormon and there’s a thing called trek where the youth (13-17 year olds) dress in like. Period accurate clothing and walk for a few days to pay homage to the Mormon travelers that went to Utah. The only time I ever did it (hated doing it btw) when we were separated into families we were told to pick different “treasures” to bring with us. These treasures were like. 1 pound bags of rocks that we had to carry with us it was a pain in the ass. Apparently though, the last time trek happened they did flour sack babies and the reason why they didn’t do it again the time I went was because during the night when everyone was camping and sleeping a bunch of the teen boys snuck around, gathered the flour sacks, and fucking *destroyed* them. All the non-participants were fucking traumatized so the next time trek happened they swapped the flour babies to like. Butter, family cutlery, etc (aka stuff that people won’t form parental attachments to)
When I was in 2nd grade my teacher wouldn't let me go to the bathroom because it was just after lunch break. I didn't even Really need to go, I was undiagnosed with ADHD and only realized years later why I needed to get a short break from the classroom halfway through every lesson; either way I felt it was unfair of her to not let me go, what if I just hadn't needed to go during the break???? So I peed right there in my seat. On purpose. Disrupted the whole lesson, she had to take me to the office to call my dad to get him to bring me some pants. And she couldn't prove it was on purpose so I never got in trouble. She never stopped me from going to the bathroom again.
had a similar situation, I was a bit older than that. Involved needing to puke, not being allowed to go to the bathroom to puke. The teacher really had the option to have me puke anywhere else but her desk by sending me away, but she chose death.
Similar story, my middle school teacher (I just had the one, special ed program so no multiple classes) would always lecture me when i needed to use the bathroom bc i was asking to go too often for his liking (I have bladder issues AND pcos period issues, id have to run like every half-hour) and one time i was so fed up that i just stood up, turned to face the rest of the class (my desk was in the front) and loudly declared "I AM BLEEDING FROM MY V-" (censored for youtube comments, i used the actual word when this happened) to this classroom of mostly-male middle-schoolers and he let me go and didnt lecture me abt my bathroom breaks for a while after
finding someone sleep walking&talking walking outside saying that they're looking for their skin sounds like the start of the plot for a horror movie or something
in high school i got in trouble once because my teacher made a comment that i didn’t feel like debating with her but i still wanted to make a statement about how much what she said sucked so i got up and left the room
I don't think I have any "I was a dick-babby" stories. Aside from my father calling me a monkey and responding with "what does that make you" (to which he likely had the internal reaction of "blast, bested by my own child"), I was an honourary labrador with how dim and happy I was.
I was a pretty good kid however my dad always had to cover his groin whenever I gave him a hug because I was at just the right height for my head to slam directly into his nuts which is self fulfilling prophecy because later when my little brother grew to that same height, he would do the same to me.
I also did what Jello did in his second story, but I would always doodle, and my teacher joking would say “Ben I could always tell your paper because of your drawing”. So I stopped signing my name and my teacher also brought up to my parents, and my dad tells me I said “but you said you knew which one was mine”. The teacher is still there and is teaching my little brother…I’m tempted to start the cycle again
"so you have to come to the party" This kind of thing has happened to me, to which i responded with "you won't guilt trip me into attending ", and I didn't go.
I remember on the first day of French 101, my teacher thought it'd be fun to let everyone have the option of adopting a "French name" to be called in his class. He particularly wanted everyone to use unique names I guess. Well, there were two Rhys in that room, and the other Reese wanted to use her regular name, and so did I. He asked me to pick something else to be called since that name was taken. I said no. He handed me his little example sheet of french names and said he'd ask again in five minutes once I looked it over. Five minutes later he came back and asked again. I calmly handed him his sheet back and said, and I quote, "Call me whatever you want, but if it's not Rhys I won't answer you." He referred to me by my full name for two years of classes. (I was such an ass lol)
This poor teacher also had to deal with me gaming his spoken word quizzes. He had this system where on test day he'd take each kid individually out to a desk in the hallway and ask the questions in French, and anything you said in English (including "uhhh" and "say again?") meant point deductions. I sometimes knew my answers but not the questions, and especially not how to ask him to repeat the question, so in those times I would stare him down in complete silence and wait out his patience until he whispered the question in English cause he had 12 other students to test before the end of the period.
@TheEnigmaticKasai yep! We had the same sort of spoken word tests for Japanese final exams in highschool. You weren’t allowed to say “umm” because that isn’t what they use in Japan, it’s either “eeto” or a placeholder phrase like “ahh soo” or “soo desu nee”
I had to pick a name for my foreign language class too! Mine was German, and the popular names list we were looking at had Muhammad on it, so I chose that.
6:25 Back in high school I once had to write an essay about The Scarlet Letter. I didn't read The Scarlet Letter, but I took enough notes during in-class discussion that I was able to BS my way to a B for the essay. I'm honestly still pretty proud of that.
I remember I had to do an equivalent to the baby assignment in 6th grade Health class. We had to take hard-boiled eggs, fashion a carrier for them out of random items donated by parents, and then take care of them for a few weeks. The other teachers eventually got so sick of the rotting egg smell they wouldn't let us bring them to their classrooms. I just left mine in my locker and only took it out for that class. The teacher never said anything.
I have another story from that class, actually. The teacher brought in a skeletal model and had us all guess why he knew it was female. After a while of guessing I got desperate and said "uhh... [MASCULINE PRIVATE AREA] bone?" A classmate immediately announced how wrong I was so I replied "I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T HAVE ONE!" to him. Good thing the teacher was amused...
I was watching this in my school library with earbuds and to keep my myself from laughing for the last story I held my nose but that made air plug my ears and it made me lightheaded
My favorite story of me as a child is when I was like 4-6 and a teacher was asking what things trees needed to survive, and I was getting annoyed that all the kids were just repeating water, dirt, and sunlight, so I raised my hand as said “carbon-dioxide.” All of the teachers started laughing and all the kids were very confused. I was also confused at why it was such a big deal. There was also when I was like 6-8 and hanging out with my older siblings who were older teens and making a bunch of jokes in the format of “__ is just __ leaving the body” and I said “death is just life leaving the body.” As it turns out that’s a very funny thing to hear a child say
3:47 Tbh I have bad sensory issues so I saw absolutely nothing wrong with what Jello did. If I was being vocal to my friend group about disliking loud parties and they literally bribed me to show up to a loud party, I'd take the bribe and instantly bail, too.
Once in college, I drifted off during a biology lecture and started to dream. My dream had something to do with a bear, and so when my lab partner cleared his throat, I thought the bear was lunging at me and I SCREAMED - in my lab partner's words: "like a white lady in a late-60's sitcom." The whole class was staring at me. Professor: "... You okay?" Me: "Yes .//_//." The lecture continued as scheduled.
I have only sleep talked once to my knowledge. The problem was the place. My high school chemistry teacher was really cool and his rule was as long as you didn’t talk over him and disturb the students trying to learn you could do whatever. One day I was really tired and we were just going over some stuff I was already confident about so I put my head down and fell asleep. Apparently I started groaning then started quiet yelling “you are all fucking idiots. What the hell is wrong with you? Just go home.” I don’t remember what I was dreaming about but the teacher had everyone quietly get up, file out of the room, and then he slammed a textbook on his desk. I woke up with a start, saw an empty room around me and a very angry looking teacher. He then gaslighted me for a solid 15 seconds that the school day was over and if I didn’t hurry the buses would leave without me. He then couldn’t keep a straight face and broke. He called everyone back in and we finished the lesson
4:25 is such an iconic screenshot that I used it as a clarification to my friend for what I was imagining for a hypothetical interaction between two characters since one had mentioned wanting to fight the other (and it was fully deserved)
I know this video is old but NO ONE talks about the flour bag baby thing and I have to vent this When I was a kid, I would NEVER do this assignment. I'd carry it around enough for the teachers to be like "yeah he's doing it" and then not give a shit when I'm out of view, but some times I managed to weasel out of it. Usually just "Hey I'm autistic this interferes with my IEP I can't do this". But in high school, our Parenting class had those high tech babies that like, detect when you're not focusing on them. And I was like "fuuuuck, I gotta take care of this creepy garbage doll", but I even managed to snake my way out of that. How, you ask? Because my little brother had a kid with his now-fiancé so I was like "Hey if I help take care of my lil nephew can I not do this" and the teacher just went "if you can write a paper about it sure." Other times, if I DID have to do it, my family always had a ritual when one of those finished. Usually the end of the year/semester. Either we use the flour to bake something, or we take the sack. Sit it out on a log or something... and open the gun safe. The other kids would take shots to see who could take it out (we lived in the middle of nowhere with no neighbors so we didn't worry about anything like that lol).
@LLM Kursk I've only done it once but I totally messed it up. My dad had a hunting stand in the backyard and invited me in. We settled in for a bit, until a squirrel showed up and he told me to take a shot. There was a lot of pressure on me (plus he wouldnt stop talking) so I kinda freaked out and missed. I didn't land a good shot, I was cold, and I was like, 12. Thing nearly dislocated my shoulder from the recoil lmao.
I have almost exactly the same story about my morning biology lesson, always showing up late. She gave us a surprise test that i somehow did very well at. During the next lesson (which i fully skipped) she asked the class why THAT guy had the highest score
Our flour baby thing was with bags of rice or beans and i hated it. I've never been super into the whole baby thing, which hasn't changed ten years out of school, and i wanted nothing to do with the project. We had to get up at something like 2 or three in the morning, send an email to the teacher saying we were feeding the "kid", then an hour later saying we'd finished feeding them. and part way through the week, I just sent an email saying "i'm feeding the stupid baby" and eventually got an email back saying "you cant call your baby stupid" and it took every ounce of my being to not respond "it's not a real baby. it is stupid." that same year, the first week of the year, i had started packing my stuff up a few minutes earlier than the bell was supposed to go off and the teacher (one of those guys who insists on being called doctor but doesn't have a doctorate anywhere to be seen) asked what I was doing, said i was getting ready to go, and he eventually asked if I even wanted to be in his class. i looked this clown dead in the face and said "No." I had a new science teacher like, an hour later. Got the note about the schedule change and just laughed out loud. It was great
The baby project for my ap psyche class was an egg, and because we had to carry it around at school, people made it a game to grab people’s eggs and chuck em at the wall, the were hard boiled but still, that’s not stopping an egg from exploding after it gets thrown at a wall at Mach Jesus,
Haha I usually don't think of the visual differences between the UK and US but it struck me how you drew a bedroom with a fan and the classrooms with those individual drawer-desks! So many little things :D (Incredible video. So long and you punctuated everything with the best timing and edits. Falling off his chair and falling down the stairs had me cackling).
i recently went back to my elementary school, high school graduation thing, and I saw my 1st grade teacher who told me that one day I fell asleep, sitting criss cross, and snored enough to disrupt the lesson so when she called on me to wake up, I didn't wake immediately so a kid nudged me awake and as I rose, she asked if I was paying attention to which I slowly responded "That's not right, six should be an odd number." before collapsing back into my mound of tiredness.
When I was in third grade, my teacher called me over to her desk after a test. I had no idea what I had done wrong. She showed me my test and an entire section of it was incorrect. She asked me what the correct answer to the first question was. I pointed to it. She did the same thing for the second question. I pointed to the correct answer again. I had not circled the correct answer on either of those sections. She asked me to read the instructions of that section, which included the phrase "closest to the correct answer". She asked my why I had selected all the answers I did if I knew they were wrong. I said that the prompt asked to circle the answer closest to the correct answer, not the actual correct answer.
"I'm boring myself to wake" is fucking hilarious
OMG it's the jelly guy
gelatin storm
Why were you such a logical little brat?
@@sampayne283 great name for a sequel to brendan
9:00 The Chara and Buddy of the group.
"What am I supposed to do with a nickel, flip it?" Is a fantastic line ngl
"because skin is ALWAYS outside" is the line that's going to kill me
Said like it was this obvious fact and she was stupid for not knowing that lmao
I mean usually skin is outside. Just depends on your definition of “outside”
Literally, Jello is approaching your destination
@@rynemcgriffin1752I mean jello needs skin
I’m saddened by the fact that on the final day of the baby-flour challenge, nobody came into class with a cake in their hands and no baby-flour in sight
Cannibalism
"Because Skin is always outside"- jello 2021
So, the thing about that baby project? If your school actually bought the 'decent' dolls, they had a sort of timer in them that would go off randomly, and it would record how long it took you to fix it by sticking a very particular key into its flesh. With the flour bag babies, there's absolutely nothing stopping you from just leaving those at home, unattended. And, I would imagine, the only way the teacher could grade you for that is if you had to bring your baby into school so the teacher could check up on it.
Yeah, the idea of flour bags (or eggs, or whatever) is to just keep them from getting damaged, rather than how to Actually Care For An Infant.
Marissa scares me
All of them scare me.
Thats normal
She almost murdered somebody
“Because skin is always outside” jello 202x
I am American, and I still had no idea the flour sac/egg/robot baby thing was actually a thing. I thought Disney Channel or Nickelodeon had made it up for sitcoms.
Same
I'm Canadian and I remember seeing people in high school with the robot babies sometimes, but I didn't take that class.
I also remember having to take care of an egg in elementary school for SOME reason, and we were supposed to like, take it home and all that, but I thought it was stupid bullshit and I was able to hide it in my desk at school for most of the week.
I took the class that did it around maybe 2010, 2011.. they gave us realistic baby dolls with sensors that could tell if you'd been neglecting it. Hated that thing.
Back in high school I had to take a sex ed class. Which was probably the dumbest class I’ve ever taken, thankfully I didn’t have to take care of the creepy animatronic baby they had for us. It would make sounds like a real baby by using recording of real babies, and would even just sporadically start crying in the middle of the night so you’d have to get up and take care of it. Am an American btw, it’s what happens when you live in the south.
@@potentiallyaheretic9281 It’s a Southern thing, huh? That probably explains it. I’m from the North, and our sex ed was part of our biology and health classes. They taught us what sex was and the mechanics of procreation in biology, and the risks of STD/Is, and about safe sex and things like condoms and contraception in health.
With that context, now I’m starting to think the baby project is a conservative relic meant to scare teens into abstinence so they don’t have to teach them about safe sex because old conservatives hate things like birth control and young women having sexual autonomy.
You somehow nailed that I had long hair at that age haha! this was excellent! Keep up the awesome work!
Flour, she spoke
Murder, she Baked
Bread, she sliced
Victory, she achieved
12:22 the best part about this is his delivery on “Because skin is _always_ outside.” it sounds like he’s stating an obvious fact and i love it
The flour baby story is literally the plot of a Danny Phantom episode except this story is far more gruesome.
And more entertaining tbh
Which one?
"he clearly liked me, which, ew."
Mood honestly
13:38
That poor bag.
This had me
D Y I N G
“My baby!”
I would hide from these guys if I was a child.
It is so nice to finally have an example of someone else who can have conversations in their sleep and just not remember them.
w shall all convene at this video
I have a few times after a sleep deprived nap
Same. This seems to be tied to my rather extreme insomnia. Wow, the stories my friends and family have told me about the conversations I have had with them in my sleep. And what's weird is I don't do this unprompted. I don't talk in my sleep on my own, it's always in response to people directly addressing me.
the animation of the flour baby falling down the stairs is mesmerizing and hilarious in equal measure
I dont watch jelloapocalypse but im not even mad at the bubble water story because i got sensory issues so it just seems justified.
Dude, if one of my friends bought a specific snack or something that only I like just to lure me to a party I clearly don't want to go to, I'd just up and tell them I'll show up, take the snacks and leave.
Not everyone likes parties. For some people, they're incredibly stressful, and bribing someone into showing up is not okay.
Honestly start watching him, he’s fucking hilarious
Same here, especially considering nobody else wanted the stuff he took
really makes me appreciate the kind of friends i end up making
had a friend who finished up her degree and was moving provinces, so when I got an invite to their celebration party I was like "well shit, this'll probably be the last time I see them, I think I want to go"
about an hour in I go up to her and am like "hey, I'm people'd out so this is my exit" and she thanked me for coming, we hugged it out, and said our last little fairwells
my thoughts exactly, like I heard that and was just "fair, don't like the environment either"
I tell the sleepwalking skin story all the time; I'm so happy it's been preserved. Wonderful expressions too lol
This is awesome. I love the designs and you make these stories even funnier with the visuals!!! The horror of failing your class because your flour baby exploded…
14:11 Perfect usage of Kira’s theme there XD. That flour baby really bites the dust now XD.
Killer Queen has already touched those stairs.
Killer Queen bites the dust, but Deadly Queen bites the flour
I used to take advanced classes in high school, and it would really piss off my teachers when I could sleep through their classes and still make perfect scores
I have two notable sleepwalking/talking stories. The first happened when I was like 13 or something and my uncle was living with us temporarily. Apparently, he went to go grab some water from the kitchen and heard noise from the living room. Turns out I was going full on The Ring Girl and standing in the middle of the room sobbing with my hair covering my face, which scared the shit out of my uncle. He kind of told me to try going to bed, I apparently nodded and walked back to my bedroom and laid back down; I have zero memory of any of this.
The second story is something my mom told me which is hysterical because she should have experience with people sleep talking since my dad does it a bunch too. Apparently she found me in the middle of the night just chilling out on the couch and we started chatting. Somehow the conversation went onto quantum mechanics, which is a subject I love to pieces, and it wasn’t until I said something completely out of left field even for me that she realized I was unconscious the entire time. For clarification, she apparently talked to me for a solid 15-20 minutes.
Jello is such an fascinating endlessly entertaining and genious individual but if I knew him I get the feeling we wouldn't like each other for some reason...
I’ve always said that I’d like Jello for maybe like the first few weeks or months we knew each other then I’d grow to despise him equally as fast.
These people are insane. I love them so god damn much.
There was so much malice behind that flower baby murder.
God the Kira's theme goes so well. That person had a lot of anger towards the flour bag baby holy shit
13:55 “Your out of touch! Your out of time~”
Oh my god the flour baby thing actually happened during a church event. I’m ex-Mormon and there’s a thing called trek where the youth (13-17 year olds) dress in like. Period accurate clothing and walk for a few days to pay homage to the Mormon travelers that went to Utah.
The only time I ever did it (hated doing it btw) when we were separated into families we were told to pick different “treasures” to bring with us. These treasures were like. 1 pound bags of rocks that we had to carry with us it was a pain in the ass.
Apparently though, the last time trek happened they did flour sack babies and the reason why they didn’t do it again the time I went was because during the night when everyone was camping and sleeping a bunch of the teen boys snuck around, gathered the flour sacks, and fucking *destroyed* them. All the non-participants were fucking traumatized so the next time trek happened they swapped the flour babies to like. Butter, family cutlery, etc (aka stuff that people won’t form parental attachments to)
I guess you could say the mormons were mourning.
love seeing all these stories given form. I was so boring as a school age kid.
When I was in 2nd grade my teacher wouldn't let me go to the bathroom because it was just after lunch break. I didn't even Really need to go, I was undiagnosed with ADHD and only realized years later why I needed to get a short break from the classroom halfway through every lesson; either way I felt it was unfair of her to not let me go, what if I just hadn't needed to go during the break????
So I peed right there in my seat. On purpose. Disrupted the whole lesson, she had to take me to the office to call my dad to get him to bring me some pants. And she couldn't prove it was on purpose so I never got in trouble. She never stopped me from going to the bathroom again.
Willful little tyke. Well done
had a similar situation, I was a bit older than that. Involved needing to puke, not being allowed to go to the bathroom to puke. The teacher really had the option to have me puke anywhere else but her desk by sending me away, but she chose death.
@@Romanticoutlaw XD
Similar story, my middle school teacher (I just had the one, special ed program so no multiple classes) would always lecture me when i needed to use the bathroom bc i was asking to go too often for his liking (I have bladder issues AND pcos period issues, id have to run like every half-hour) and one time i was so fed up that i just stood up, turned to face the rest of the class (my desk was in the front) and loudly declared "I AM BLEEDING FROM MY V-" (censored for youtube comments, i used the actual word when this happened) to this classroom of mostly-male middle-schoolers and he let me go and didnt lecture me abt my bathroom breaks for a while after
finding someone sleep walking&talking walking outside saying that they're looking for their skin sounds like the start of the plot for a horror movie or something
I would have real quick drawn a pentagram around the stabbed flour bag to give it that extra pizzaz
The animation on the flour falling down the stairs is honestly incredible. Great video!
13:10 I love how the flour bag baby has two drinks next to it, implying even the flour was part of the "No one liked this at all"
in high school i got in trouble once because my teacher made a comment that i didn’t feel like debating with her but i still wanted to make a statement about how much what she said sucked so i got up and left the room
BY THE GODS THE 15 MINUTE ANIMATIC OF PROPHECY
I don't think I have any "I was a dick-babby" stories. Aside from my father calling me a monkey and responding with "what does that make you" (to which he likely had the internal reaction of "blast, bested by my own child"), I was an honourary labrador with how dim and happy I was.
I was a pretty good kid however my dad always had to cover his groin whenever I gave him a hug because I was at just the right height for my head to slam directly into his nuts which is self fulfilling prophecy because later when my little brother grew to that same height, he would do the same to me.
@@rynemcgriffin1752yikes that pretty nuts.
I also did what Jello did in his second story, but I would always doodle, and my teacher joking would say “Ben I could always tell your paper because of your drawing”. So I stopped signing my name and my teacher also brought up to my parents, and my dad tells me I said “but you said you knew which one was mine”. The teacher is still there and is teaching my little brother…I’m tempted to start the cycle again
It's weird seeing my sister in an animatic and seeing how people think she looks like lol
Marissa’s child strength terrifies me
"so you have to come to the party"
This kind of thing has happened to me, to which i responded with "you won't guilt trip me into attending ", and I didn't go.
This is incredibly long animatic for this this is fantastic
So good, god bless
I remember on the first day of French 101, my teacher thought it'd be fun to let everyone have the option of adopting a "French name" to be called in his class. He particularly wanted everyone to use unique names I guess. Well, there were two Rhys in that room, and the other Reese wanted to use her regular name, and so did I. He asked me to pick something else to be called since that name was taken. I said no. He handed me his little example sheet of french names and said he'd ask again in five minutes once I looked it over. Five minutes later he came back and asked again. I calmly handed him his sheet back and said, and I quote, "Call me whatever you want, but if it's not Rhys I won't answer you." He referred to me by my full name for two years of classes. (I was such an ass lol)
This poor teacher also had to deal with me gaming his spoken word quizzes. He had this system where on test day he'd take each kid individually out to a desk in the hallway and ask the questions in French, and anything you said in English (including "uhhh" and "say again?") meant point deductions. I sometimes knew my answers but not the questions, and especially not how to ask him to repeat the question, so in those times I would stare him down in complete silence and wait out his patience until he whispered the question in English cause he had 12 other students to test before the end of the period.
@@RhysezPieces
"Uhh" isn't English, it's a sound lol
Every language does that. That was a bullshit scoring system imo
@@nashvontookus7451 Actually, to be fair, a lot of other languages use different "placeholder" sounds.
@TheEnigmaticKasai yep! We had the same sort of spoken word tests for Japanese final exams in highschool. You weren’t allowed to say “umm” because that isn’t what they use in Japan, it’s either “eeto” or a placeholder phrase like “ahh soo” or “soo desu nee”
I had to pick a name for my foreign language class too! Mine was German, and the popular names list we were looking at had Muhammad on it, so I chose that.
6:25 Back in high school I once had to write an essay about The Scarlet Letter. I didn't read The Scarlet Letter, but I took enough notes during in-class discussion that I was able to BS my way to a B for the essay. I'm honestly still pretty proud of that.
With this context, it makes perfect sense that these folks became friends...
I remember I had to do an equivalent to the baby assignment in 6th grade Health class. We had to take hard-boiled eggs, fashion a carrier for them out of random items donated by parents, and then take care of them for a few weeks. The other teachers eventually got so sick of the rotting egg smell they wouldn't let us bring them to their classrooms. I just left mine in my locker and only took it out for that class. The teacher never said anything.
I have another story from that class, actually. The teacher brought in a skeletal model and had us all guess why he knew it was female. After a while of guessing I got desperate and said "uhh... [MASCULINE PRIVATE AREA] bone?"
A classmate immediately announced how wrong I was so I replied "I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T HAVE ONE!" to him. Good thing the teacher was amused...
I cannot express how much distress and horrified glee the phrase “in a pool of its own flour” left me in
The slowmo roll down the stairs
Beautiful
I was watching this in my school library with earbuds and to keep my myself from laughing for the last story I held my nose but that made air plug my ears and it made me lightheaded
The editing in this is superb, really makes the animatic that more amazing
Not gonna lie the flower bag story killed me laughing
My favorite story of me as a child is when I was like 4-6 and a teacher was asking what things trees needed to survive, and I was getting annoyed that all the kids were just repeating water, dirt, and sunlight, so I raised my hand as said “carbon-dioxide.” All of the teachers started laughing and all the kids were very confused. I was also confused at why it was such a big deal.
There was also when I was like 6-8 and hanging out with my older siblings who were older teens and making a bunch of jokes in the format of “__ is just __ leaving the body” and I said “death is just life leaving the body.” As it turns out that’s a very funny thing to hear a child say
I’m fucking stealing that last one
Happy anniversary of Jello not writing his name on the test
I feel the story at 4:34 in my soul, I HATED waking up early.
3:47 Tbh I have bad sensory issues so I saw absolutely nothing wrong with what Jello did. If I was being vocal to my friend group about disliking loud parties and they literally bribed me to show up to a loud party, I'd take the bribe and instantly bail, too.
Yeah, sensory issues absolutely suck so I am also not a fan of parties, it is just way too much noise.
3:47 This has got to be the funniest and most relateable story of the bunch... If I were in Jello's position I would've done the exact same thing 😅
Everyones know that the only reason to go a party is the free food.
Once in college, I drifted off during a biology lecture and started to dream. My dream had something to do with a bear, and so when my lab partner cleared his throat, I thought the bear was lunging at me and I SCREAMED - in my lab partner's words: "like a white lady in a late-60's sitcom." The whole class was staring at me. Professor: "... You okay?" Me: "Yes .//_//." The lecture continued as scheduled.
I like the use of Kira's theme at the end, very nice👌
8:33 I genuinely laughed out loud about this one 💀
11:05 something like that actually happened to me once, but I didn't just FALL
I have only sleep talked once to my knowledge. The problem was the place. My high school chemistry teacher was really cool and his rule was as long as you didn’t talk over him and disturb the students trying to learn you could do whatever. One day I was really tired and we were just going over some stuff I was already confident about so I put my head down and fell asleep. Apparently I started groaning then started quiet yelling “you are all fucking idiots. What the hell is wrong with you? Just go home.” I don’t remember what I was dreaming about but the teacher had everyone quietly get up, file out of the room, and then he slammed a textbook on his desk. I woke up with a start, saw an empty room around me and a very angry looking teacher. He then gaslighted me for a solid 15 seconds that the school day was over and if I didn’t hurry the buses would leave without me. He then couldn’t keep a straight face and broke. He called everyone back in and we finished the lesson
He sounds like an amazing teacher tbh
This video is one of the most amazing things I've ever seen
Great animatic, lovely portrayal of funny stories, and lovely character design to boot! 👍
4:25 is such an iconic screenshot that I used it as a clarification to my friend for what I was imagining for a hypothetical interaction between two characters since one had mentioned wanting to fight the other (and it was fully deserved)
How do you not have more subs??? your animations are so good!
I know this video is old but NO ONE talks about the flour bag baby thing and I have to vent this
When I was a kid, I would NEVER do this assignment. I'd carry it around enough for the teachers to be like "yeah he's doing it" and then not give a shit when I'm out of view, but some times I managed to weasel out of it. Usually just "Hey I'm autistic this interferes with my IEP I can't do this".
But in high school, our Parenting class had those high tech babies that like, detect when you're not focusing on them. And I was like "fuuuuck, I gotta take care of this creepy garbage doll", but I even managed to snake my way out of that. How, you ask?
Because my little brother had a kid with his now-fiancé so I was like "Hey if I help take care of my lil nephew can I not do this" and the teacher just went "if you can write a paper about it sure."
Other times, if I DID have to do it, my family always had a ritual when one of those finished. Usually the end of the year/semester. Either we use the flour to bake something, or we take the sack. Sit it out on a log or something... and open the gun safe. The other kids would take shots to see who could take it out (we lived in the middle of nowhere with no neighbors so we didn't worry about anything like that lol).
Okay, but shooting things is always fun as fuck.
I’ve never even done it and that sounds awesome.
@LLM Kursk I've only done it once but I totally messed it up. My dad had a hunting stand in the backyard and invited me in. We settled in for a bit, until a squirrel showed up and he told me to take a shot. There was a lot of pressure on me (plus he wouldnt stop talking) so I kinda freaked out and missed. I didn't land a good shot, I was cold, and I was like, 12. Thing nearly dislocated my shoulder from the recoil lmao.
I love these guys, I'm so endlessly exited for dogs in love 2
I like how you drew Yam as Rei Membabi!
I got away with mooning someone in elementary school. They just told me to never do it again and that was it.
The little snippet of Ave Maria absolutely _killed_ me.
I have almost exactly the same story about my morning biology lesson, always showing up late.
She gave us a surprise test that i somehow did very well at. During the next lesson (which i fully skipped) she asked the class why THAT guy had the highest score
Our flour baby thing was with bags of rice or beans and i hated it. I've never been super into the whole baby thing, which hasn't changed ten years out of school, and i wanted nothing to do with the project. We had to get up at something like 2 or three in the morning, send an email to the teacher saying we were feeding the "kid", then an hour later saying we'd finished feeding them. and part way through the week, I just sent an email saying "i'm feeding the stupid baby" and eventually got an email back saying "you cant call your baby stupid" and it took every ounce of my being to not respond "it's not a real baby. it is stupid."
that same year, the first week of the year, i had started packing my stuff up a few minutes earlier than the bell was supposed to go off and the teacher (one of those guys who insists on being called doctor but doesn't have a doctorate anywhere to be seen) asked what I was doing, said i was getting ready to go, and he eventually asked if I even wanted to be in his class. i looked this clown dead in the face and said "No." I had a new science teacher like, an hour later. Got the note about the schedule change and just laughed out loud. It was great
Jesus Christ the branch thing happened to me EXACTLY in pre-k. Except I was the victim.
Brendan and Marissa would have a Tom and Jerry-esque rivalry as kids
The baby project for my ap psyche class was an egg, and because we had to carry it around at school, people made it a game to grab people’s eggs and chuck em at the wall, the were hard boiled but still, that’s not stopping an egg from exploding after it gets thrown at a wall at Mach Jesus,
Welp.
This just made me laugh so hard my chest started hurting! I've probably worried my family!
Spectacular animation
Haha I usually don't think of the visual differences between the UK and US but it struck me how you drew a bedroom with a fan and the classrooms with those individual drawer-desks! So many little things :D (Incredible video. So long and you punctuated everything with the best timing and edits. Falling off his chair and falling down the stairs had me cackling).
1:21 I also did this in school but more as an excuse for just constantly forgetting to write my name
This feels like multiple comedians on a live stage
Shame jello twitch is done, would love to see how you animated other elements of XD gale of darkness, like every time somebody said EXIT
Look up Jello plays Games. You will be delighted.
Well good thing there’s a TH-cam channel with vods
i wish i was in america, just to go and reinact that scene of the murdered flour bag
Man do I have news for you
I FORGOT ABOUT THE SKIN BIT!! LOL
God your depiction of how loud and annoying parties are was so good that i got secondhand pain from it. 👍 :3
8:47 starting to think that she’s not the victim in this story
I don’t understand how you made child Will so adorable.
I love this art style, it reminds me of Scott Pilgrim c:
Inlovevthe fact that the jello on jello’s shirt’s face moves
I didn't know the Jello crew where sociopaths
The murdered flour Story still gets to me to this day. XD
i want to know who killed the flower baby, AND WHY!? did they just snap on the last day?
Amazing
i recently went back to my elementary school, high school graduation thing, and I saw my 1st grade teacher who told me that one day I fell asleep, sitting criss cross, and snored enough to disrupt the lesson so when she called on me to wake up, I didn't wake immediately so a kid nudged me awake and as I rose, she asked if I was paying attention to which I slowly responded "That's not right, six should be an odd number." before collapsing back into my mound of tiredness.
Oh my god I just realized…skin is always outside because everything else is your insides.
To believe Umbreon is a cat/dog is just baffling, clearly umbreon is a space bunny
I had the same reasoning for myself with the tests when I was a kid
Marissa and Jello, the menace babies
12:22 Changling hours
When I was in third grade, my teacher called me over to her desk after a test. I had no idea what I had done wrong. She showed me my test and an entire section of it was incorrect. She asked me what the correct answer to the first question was. I pointed to it. She did the same thing for the second question. I pointed to the correct answer again. I had not circled the correct answer on either of those sections. She asked me to read the instructions of that section, which included the phrase "closest to the correct answer". She asked my why I had selected all the answers I did if I knew they were wrong. I said that the prompt asked to circle the answer closest to the correct answer, not the actual correct answer.
Oh my god, I used to be the same way.
Thank goodness that I’m less of an obnoxious little logical jerk and now more of a Cat with Depression.