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if i look back, i am lost
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trying on a metaphor
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@yearbookbusiness
Fuck it, I'd try this. Unless of course the donkeys were somehow hurt by it. I mean, aside from the opposing team's donkeys who would feel the burn after my donkeys proved them to be clowns. Anybody got any leads on how to set this up?
That is some ambitious shit right there.
New Mexico, 1977
Just goes to show you that just because you spend years terrorizing Gotham City, it doesn't mean that you can't be rehabilitated and be welcomed back into the community as an upstanding citizen/educator. Sometimes the system does its work, people.
Richard M. Nixon, 1930 -- Whittier High School
What kind of dirt do you think he had on Logue?
Orientalism: Yearbook theme for California high school, 1930.
RIP Harold Ramis (Senn High School, Chicago, 1962).
I spent a lot of time watching movies with my friends during my Freshman year of college. One could argue we spent too much time doing that, and they'd probably be right. We'd buy a pizza and drink beer and watch movies in my friend's dorm room. More than once (and I'm guessing on consecutive nights), we watched Ghostbusters, Groundhog Day, Caddyshack, Animal House, and Stripes. And we laughed our asses off. And it was good. Thanks for all the joy Mr. Ramis. When someone asks you if you're a god, say "YES".
Obituary in the Chicago Tribune
Sorry kids, don't want to be that guy, but I have what will probably be frustrating news for you.
"I think the new millenium is going to make us realize how much we've progressed but I think we're also going to realize that although we have the knowledge to use technology, we don't quite have the wisdom."
Dawn
lol, nope.
Whenever a Dalai Lama dies, Tibetan Buddhist elders embark on a remarkable search across Tibet for the next reincarnation of the Dalai Lama. When the Elder Monks happen upon a boy who they believe could be a candidate, they present the boy with a number of artifacts -- a few of which belonged to the previous Dalai Lama. If the boy chooses the former Dalai Lama's belongings, this is seen as a sign that he is in fact the reincarnation.
Anywho, I believe that the artifacts pictured above belonged to the spiritual leader of all serial killers, and that they may be used to locate his/her successor.
TLDR: Creepy arrangement of items gives way to long-winded joke.
"Yes, that'll do nicely. And here I thought I'd be the only one without a brain for the Reaping Ceremony."
Yeah, motherfucker!
No doubt
The High school experience: does it ever really change? What distinguished the experience of someone going to high school now, and someone going in the 1930s? Same sorts of pressures--grades, high school dances, sports, overdosing rabbits, parents getting on your back...
"This is my chair. Mine alone."