At least 2 of my chemistry teachers have threatened someone in my class with butanoic acid. Apearently it smells terrible.
Alright, other than that, my biology/geography teacher grades 7-9 was hilarious, not because he was particularly funny, but rather because we misinterpreted about 90% of what he said. For example he once told us about how he not only hangs tallow balls for the birds in the winter, but also tallow sausages. Well, that was a given one, as it also was when he talked about making soda with his sodastream. He called it "squirt squirt" (that's a direct translation, but pretty accurate nontheless) and he said that it sometimes squirts all over the kitchen. We were perverts.
Now in the gymnasium I have some pretty awesome teachers. First of my finnish teacher (He was the greatest teacher I've ever seen, he made finnish funny! That's next to impossible, unfortunately, we only had him for one period, he was replaced by satan). He translated a part of a finnish song to something like "On the dull skates of memory, I skate towards you", and really, it sounded great in finnish.
At this moment I remeber my teacher in religion (7-9) who listens to Iron Maiden, the teacher, with whom the whole class just sat on their desks meditating, with the standard "Aooouuummmmm"-sound constantly ringing. He had a ponytail and was a great teacher. Going back to the perverted stuff, our teacher in civics/history (also 7-9) told us about how Honda had come up with a new model. In sweden they where just about to throw up some ads when they realised that the name literally meant Honda Vagina in swedish. This lead to an outburst of jokes between me and a couple of pals over the following 2 hours :D
Last, but not least my current economics teacher is...odd. And Awesome at the same time!! He's danish, which influences his english quite alot. Whenever he checks the presence he always follow each answer with a "Jups/Jeps!" He's very eccentric, constantly walking around in the classroom, interrupting presentations etc. Most notable of all he's constantly shouting. Not in a bad way, it's just like anyone would talk normally, only that he shouts. Not only that but he's actually a pretty good teacher as well. I feel like he's either teaching us economics or trying to get us to feel bad for being well-fed, rich, white, european teenagers. Probably both. Here's some dialogue about free health care:
Mr. Jensen (teacher): Imagine a compleately useless person, someone who's lazy as hell. Doesn't have a job, doesn't do anything. Should such a slob get free health care? Shouldn't it be so that those who pay get health care?
Philip: Well, force him to get a job, make him work.
Mr. Jensen: Okay, imagine a handicapped person, compleately useless, can't walk, talk or work at all. Should he get free health care, even though he can't do anything? Isn't there some other solution?
Philip: (half jokingly): Active death-help?
Mr. Jensen: Aah, that would be the fascist way, you know who else practiced active death-help on millions, Mr Fascist? Hitler.
And this is a little something about -isms in general, from the same teacher:
Socialism: You have two cows, the state takes one of them and gives it to someone else.
Communism: You Have two cows. The state takes both of them and gives you milk.
Fascism: You have two cows. The state takes both of them and sells you milk.
Nazism: You have two cows. The state takes both of them and shoots you.
Bureaucrcy: You have two cows. The state takes both, kills one of them and spills the milk in the sewer.
Capitalism: You have two cows. You sell one of them and buy a bull.
Extreme capitalism: You have two cows. You sell one of them and force the remaining one to produce the milk of four cows. You are shocked when the cow dies.
Now don't go hatin' on me or him for some reason, he pretty much just found it on some random door when he was young. That was all.