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— LION'S EYE —
April, 1986
»: The Ratt (Paul-ooh baby!!), Scotto’s,
"he dance in Philly, Jim, the bright
'ellow skirt, all the fun we had in Acct.,
-alifornia Coolers(Orange), ‘‘her nose is
-0 big, she’d lose her fist ni if she went
0 pick it!”’, my button flew off!, I have
9 go to the bathroom(walking into lock-
-d doors!). :
-Remember?-
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‘ol: Surus Dekhai chay! Patloon Kadh!
Inchu Kur, undhur ghal, bhar kadh.
©ookin’ and feelin’ good! GLWE -H
‘eanne,
I'm really glad that we became such
;0od friends. You are a wild woman!
Jever forget the notes, coffee, eraser.
coping, and all the studying we ac-
omplished.
Your Apple Cider Pal
1etal, ;
Kampsha! Hope you get back to your
iormal crazy self soon. Prepare yourself
or Garba and New York. Try not to
aiss me. Here’s to new beginnings and
in end to old flames. By the way, if you
ion’t give me a piece of gum I'll say
-omething to thaaro chokaaro.
Karali
“olleen, :
Remember our winning streak in bowl-
ng and the rack you kicked. Tell Chief I
said HOW!
Luchee
Jilam,
“Does anybody want a piece of gum?”’
Hetal
‘ou can staccato music up your
istinato!!! : -
fand T, :
Have you finished all of Penn State
ret? !
Jave, Can you make swans too?
indy, What's your stick for?
dario,
Can we please have your eraser?
Reader’s Digest Pieces
A Classmate at Penn State offered to
drive a group of us to the movies in his
mini-car. I don’t remember exactly how
many of us there were, but the samllest,
fellow squeezed up against the back win-
dow. Another guy lay across the laps of
the back-seat passengers. I sat next to
the driver, with someone on my knees.
Halfway to the theater, we were stop-
ped by a police officer, who ordered us
all to get out. We untangled ourselves
and lined up beside our friend's car.
Looking us over, the officer growled,
“Now get back in.”” We returned to our
seats, only to hear, ‘Everybody out
again!’’
Once more the officer scrutinized us,
scratching his head in puzzlement. “All
right,” he said, *‘get in and get out of
here. I still don’t know how you do it!”
Contributed by Ralph Peter
During a psychology class our in-
structor admitted she felt as if she were
in ‘‘an ocean of knowledge'’ with only a
spoon to consume it. ‘But Mrs. Doolin,”
a forlorn voice piped up,
have a fork!”
— Contributed by Kirt Cockelham |
“1 feel like I
When my 16-year-old son passed his
written test and was given a learner’s
permit, I suppressed my panic and
allowed him to drive the six miles home.
He did very well. I was about to give
him a compliment, but he beat me to it.
“Gee, Mom, I'm so proud of you,” he
said cheerfully as we pulled into our
driveway. ‘You know, you only scream-
ed twice.”
— Contributed by Norma Runcie
My tenth-grade English students had
spent several weeks on their research
papers, and the moment of truth had ar-
rived — the papers were due. I knew
that Gene had not been working very
hard on the assignment and that it pro-
bably would not be up to standard.
When I went to collect it from him, he
said, “My dog ate it.”
I heard that excuse dozens of times, so
I gave him my best intimidating-teacher
glare.
“It’s true,” he insisted. ‘‘I had to force
him, but he ate it.”
— Contributed by Jim De Filippi
At a high-school football game, I
noticed that many parents were wearing
matching T-shirts with their team’s
symbol on the front. On the back of the
shirts were printed sons’ and daughters’
names. There was ‘Cheryl's Mom,”
“Bill’s Dad,” and so on. Then I saw two
shirts that reflected the growing number
of single and dating parents. The
woman’s T-shirt identified her as
“Kathy’s Mom.” Next to her, cheering
enthusiastically, was a man whose
matching shirt proudly proclaimed:
“Kathy’s Mom’s Friend!”
— Contributed by Wanda Gregory
Question: ‘What did the jealous com-
puter bug sing to his girlfriend?”
Answer: “Don’t sit under the Apple
IIe with anyone else but me!”
— Contributed by John R. Henson
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Gary Larson
“Oh yeah? . . . And I suppose Jou got those
suction marks at the meeting too!” :
“Wonderful! Just wonderful! . . . So much for
instilling them with a sense of awe.”
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