i remember high school where i was indeed very high most of the time. we sat in my grampa's pontiac leMans in the school lot smoking mexican bombers in cloud so thick we couldn't see the cops and i got busted for a piffle in the glove box and had to spend 400 bones to throw it out as illegal search and seizure. 
but before that i had drivers ed with herr reiner who yelled, You wanna get out and dance a jig? TURN!TURN!! the same guy who scared us in s.s. with machiavelli and bombarded us with indubitably obviouses! the same german character who went down underground in cave club with us and chuckled merrily to all the young girls, Are you coming? or just breathing hard? 

i must say i liked herr reiner better underground than in social studies or driver's ed. he was less of a terrorist in a cave. i think he was a little scared and trying to laugh up some courage.