As George Bush would say, I might be "misremembering" this, and I think it may have taken place at Wilkes Junior rather than at MHS. I'll never forget Doug Story (may he rest in peace) taking a large amount of those woefully overcooked, gray-green English peas, mash them to a pulp, place them between the two halves of his roll, and chow down. I've never touched an English pea to this day.
While at MHS, I drove a 1970 Chevy Nova and so did our one-armed pincipal at the time. Lots of us skipped at lunch and went to Burger King. One day Mike Murphy (R.I.P.), Randy Hancock, and possibly others were returning to school from their quick trip through the drive-up window. As they were coming down the long straightaway on High School Drive, they noticed a gold Nova coming toward them, Thinking it was me, they all waved their Burger King bags out the car window - but it wasn't me. Every time I saw them for the next week, I would double over laughing. Ah, good times.