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Man, you guys have come up with so much stuff that I'm having a difficult time. I wish I had a yearbook with me. I'm having a real hard time with names. Too many dead brain cells I imagine. Here are some things I remember in no specific order.
Daryl Romano and I riding our bicylcles to practice after we decided to join the swim team...FROM PSL! BTW, Daryl (while riding with no hands and singing Styx's "Babe" to the top of his lungs) ran into a mailbox
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Raquetball at IRCC...all night long.
OP cord shorts (from Kick in the Pants of course) Also, what was the surf shop on North Beach? And the darkly tanned honey who drove the white convertable Rabbit there?
A bunch of us at Beth Smith's house for a "Dune" party.
Everybody at Dominic's house thinking we were going to remake "Grease".
Everybody getting out of class to see the Challenger launch only to see it blow up instead
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Walking into physics class late and telling the teacher (who was our teacher anyway?) that my parakeet had died that morning. He then proceeds to take the entire rest of the class to tell us about a parakeet he had that died while he was in college.
The real reason I was late for class: riding to school with Peter von in the morning with our "special" Big Gulps.
Mr. Crenshaw? Our Key Club sponser telling Peter and I that we weren't allowed to participate in a Key Club meeting. Another Big Gulp issue
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Contact football in the FPC parking lot just before a Key Club meeting. My Big Gulp kept me from participating here too, though it was my decision this time.
A really bad food fight at Burger King after destroying three other schools at a swim meet.
Driving past my street after work and counting police cars to see if I wanted to go home or not.
Breaking someone out of the back of a police car at one of my parties.
Watching a neighbor dressed in a gorilla suit at one of my Halloween parties jump onto the hood of a police car, masterbate his 14" long furry penis and shoot Crazy String all over the windshield. Lady cop BTW, the other cops laughed their a$$es off.
Cruizing the parking lot at "The Library".
One of my favoirte places in the whole world: Cruzan Liquor Stand in Jensen. You could drink cheap there 7 nights a week. They had a lip-sync night on Tuesdays. Tuesdays were also "Wine, Dine and 69" night where you could get 69 cent top shelf cocktails. A whole group of us sang "You Lost That Loving Feeling" as loud as we could one night. The following Tuesday we were told "We like your enthusiasm, but we would appreciate it if you didn't enter the contest tonight."
Speaking of drinking cheap, who here remembers when beers at the Boozgeous went from 75 cents to 90 cents and then to a dollar. Sad times.
Also, darts every night at the Boo, steel darts before the electronic boards ruined the game. Paid for most of my drinking that way
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OK, I have to stop here. I have too many Boo stories and I might incriminate someone.
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OMG the sit-in of '84 !!!!!! I totally forgot about that 
