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My class president eloped and got married the month after graduation and is now the trophy wife to the part owner of an up-and-coming-in-the-South-eat paintball empire, so it's unlikely I'll ever have a class reunions, but...
If I do manage to find my way to one my plan is to start slamming double neat scotches and picking fights.
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"One: Where's the fife? and Two: Gimme the fife."
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