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Strange Reunion Tales
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I think he got in a fistfight with his ex-Mr. Tyler rather than Mrs. Tyler if I'm reading that right.
Oops, missed that part. I was too caught up in the Mr. / Mrs. thing since he said "he" following Mrs. Tyler and then talked about being hit on by a guy. 
After a reunion about two years ago, I spent the night with a fellow classmate from the old days. We were both kind of surprised about it, but it was great!
She's a third degree black belt who teaches karate to kids.
The body of a woman half our age ... and it kind of added to the excitement knowing that she could easily beat the crap out of me in a matter of seconds, and yet ...
--Ted
She's a third degree black belt who teaches karate to kids.
The body of a woman half our age ... and it kind of added to the excitement knowing that she could easily beat the crap out of me in a matter of seconds, and yet ...
--Ted
I had similar experiences with the High School friends and acquaintances I reunited with via MySpace and Facebook.
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Oh, I look forward to when those reunions happen. I can already imagine how it will go...
Random Fellow Alumnus/Alumna: So, what do you do now, msbae?
Me: I design Video Games
Random Fellow Alumnus/Alumna: Wow, that's pretty cool...
Me: Yeah, I figured the best way to take over the world was to first create one. Game worlds are easier to manage post-conquest anyway...
Random Fellow Alumnus/Alumna: Okay...
At that point, they either laugh because they know I'm joking or they quickly excuse themselves and go away.
Yes, it is a joke. I'm pretty sure people who have known me for years will pick up on it pretty quickly too. I was known for my dark and satirical humor anyway. It was like a twisted combo of George Carlin and Hannibal Lector without the cannibalism. Some of the idiots I went to school with didn't get it but, the people I actually liked sure did.
I had an old girlfriend who dragged me to her 10th anniversary high school reunion. There were a couple of losers there who got into a fight over stuff they were fighting over in high school.
This isn't really a *strange* tale, more like a sad one. I was at my 20 year high school reunion a few months ago. I had very little to talk about with any of these people, even the ones I recognized. I felt rather miserable. I don't think I'll go to any more reunions (of course it did not help that very few of my friends were there, so I didn't have much company anyway 
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It also didn't help that one of the people I ran into on the way out was the drummer for 311 (three of the band members are classmates of mine). He proceeded to needle me relentlessly about my job, and how I was wasting my life, etc. Well, ex FUCKING cuse me, asshole, we can't all be multimillionaire musicians you know.
I just shrugged it off and left; didn't feel like arguing, and also I didn't want to wind up as a song topic on their next album. 
).It also didn't help that one of the people I ran into on the way out was the drummer for 311 (three of the band members are classmates of mine). He proceeded to needle me relentlessly about my job, and how I was wasting my life, etc. Well, ex FUCKING cuse me, asshole, we can't all be multimillionaire musicians you know.
I just shrugged it off and left; didn't feel like arguing, and also I didn't want to wind up as a song topic on their next album. This isn't really a *strange* tale, more like a sad one. I was at my 20 year high school reunion a few months ago. I had very little to talk about with any of these people, even the ones I recognized. I felt rather miserable. I don't think I'll go to any more reunions (of course it did not help that very few of my friends were there, so I didn't have much company anyway
It also didn't help that one of the people I ran into on the way out was the drummer for 311 (three of the band members are classmates of mine). He proceeded to needle me relentlessly about my job, and how I was wasting my life, etc. Well, ex FUCKING cuse me, asshole, we can't all be multimillionaire musicians you know.
311 sucks unless you're a stoner listening to them while high anyway.
This isn't really a *strange* tale, more like a sad one. I was at my 20 year high school reunion a few months ago. I had very little to talk about with any of these people, even the ones I recognized. I felt rather miserable. I don't think I'll go to any more reunions (of course it did not help that very few of my friends were there, so I didn't have much company anyway
It also didn't help that one of the people I ran into on the way out was the drummer for 311 (three of the band members are classmates of mine). He proceeded to needle me relentlessly about my job, and how I was wasting my life, etc. Well, ex FUCKING cuse me, asshole, we can't all be multimillionaire musicians you know.
It's ok, it isn't 1997, no one will buy the album anyway.
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