There was this strange fad of repainting blackboards to green in the early 80s, because someone thought white text on a black background was causing eyesight problems. I don’t know if that actually turned out to be true.

Ahh, the lovely sound and feel of dragging your fingernails across the blackboard, fun times, fun times

I can still smell the air post eraser clap. Probably cancerous now that I think about it.

There are no gangster blackboards. You don’t know what that word means.