In reply to HiTempguy:
Oh make no mistakes, I was never a part of the antics - way to shy, geeky, and terrified of getting into trouble. There were accounts of sex going on above the stage during class(and the stories were passed by both parties involved, so there may have been some truth to it). Plenty of smoking(all kinds) going on in the locker rooms, bathrooms, cars in the parking lot, busses, etc. also during school. Also plenty of hazing/bullying going on in the locker rooms and bathrooms too, but that was unfortunately(mostly) accepted by faculty back then.
I did witness a cement block wall in the bathroom attached to the Ag shop get knocked over my freshman year. Then again, that wasn't much of a class - myself and a couple friends took it because we'd heard it was easy, and we spent most of the first semester listening to Dead Kennedys in class. Although after the wall came down, so did the fun - I ended up squeezing by with a D, and I'm pretty sure the only reason the teacher passed us is so we wouldn't come back for the next semester.
My junior year, someone set a table in the art room on fire while the teacher was out. He'd spread rubber cement all along the edge, then pulled out his lighter and lit it up. This same fool escaped from in-school suspension by shimmying out a narrow window, while the town cop spent most of the day searching for him. That guy had issues - I distinctly remember him telling me that he was going to climb up on top of a building downtown and start shooting people, but me & my friends would be ok because "you're the cool guys". We were mildly concerned, but the thought of actually reporting him never crossed our minds. Last I'd heard(several years ago) was he'd gone to prison for killing his wife. 
There was another event where a friend brought a bag of rotten tomatoes to school & stuck them in another friend's locker as a prank. After school, they all went out and ambushed the cop, pelting his car with the tomatoes before running off and hiding in the woods. I don't believe any of them got in trouble for it, somehow.
Then there was the time some guys found a big dildo in the wood-shop teacher's desk drawer. Or car-surfing. Or the 50-people road-parties out in the country.
It was a tiny school, the entire student body freshman through senior was ~120 kids. We had a large class at over 30 students.
I should probably write a book.
