My daughter went on a school trip a few years ago. The group stayed at a hotel with a swimming pool -- kids were allowed to swim, but strict rules were in place about suits. Nothing skimpy, girls! No speedos, guys!
Turns out one guy actually did wear a speedo, and got away with it.
It was the fat gay teacher who was in charge of the trip.
Years ago, wifey and I booked into the Embassy Suites in St. Paul, Minnesota - which happened to be adjacent to the State Capital. Soon the floor filled up with kidz on a 'class trip' who started pounding walls, ceilings, doors and the hallways.
Around 11pm I went downstairs and raised enough "Who the f*ck is in charge of this herd!" bellowing that they credited our stay.
Lacking sufficient sleep, I gave the entire lobby another double-barrel verbal blast on the way to the airport.