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While we certainly understand the frustration by fans on all sides of the discussion, we have decided to keep the Broncos Country message boards separate from politics. Recent events have brought the NFL to the forefront of political debates, but due to the highly emotional and passionate discussion it tends to involve, we think it’s best to continue to keep politics and this forum separate. Yes, the forum is meant for discussion, but we’d like to keep that discussion to football as much as possible.
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No I'm not, I do know the one with long hair and big eyes was a cheer leader, I think she had a twin. Also a cheerleader, but the two of them really nice, not the stuck-up type.( Dont' recall right off who the male cheerleader with the big chest isLOL......but I remember, that was also the year of STREAKERS!! during assemblies. Well I gotta run, someone else needs the computer BTW my Maided name was Emerson
I was in the drama club("Guys and Gals" LOL seemes every school does that play) also in the pep club.
Thanks again.
Originally posted by BlueDamsel A key in an electric socket thing???!! Geesh...That's even stupider than me trying to plug in a humidifier just after I had put my hand in the water...
Hey, don't be mean. I was actually a smart kid but I was in the 7th grade so I didn't have common sense. There's a difference.
"You can't take the sky from me..."
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"You can't shake the Devil's hand and say you're only kidding"
LOL So was I...I was only 5 & the humidifier was making too much noise, so I unplugged it to plug in my record player...LOL...Then I realized that wasn't working to keep my nose clear/breathing going, so I went & made sure there was water in the humidifier still by sticking my hand in it, then picking up the plug & trying to plug it in...I still quiver at the thought of that shock!
my hs marching band did the 'after game' show of a CSU game,and we all stayed at the Holiday Inn, if memory serves....
Anyhoo, a bunch of us decided to go swimming. While at the pool, I caught the eye of my 'hotty' that I had the hots for and decided I'd show off.....on the diving board.
So there I am, bouncing up and down, getting my timing ready for my perfect '10' dive and I dove.
Well, I'm not exactly sure how my entry was, but after my entry, my trunks started going in the opposite direction of the rest of my body. I guess I reached back to catch them, because the only part of me to stop my descent......was my head. *BOINK*
That was the 1st incident (of many) involving my having surgery....
"It does not take a majority to prevail, but rather an irate,
tireless minority keen on setting brushfires of freedom in the minds of
men."
-- Samuel Adams
I don't have any bad nudie stories (sorry fellas )...Let's see, I do have one clothes-related.
I had this daffy duck outfit my mom had made for me, it had daffy duck shorts & an orange t-shirt with daffy on it. I would usually wear black shoes with that, but I realized that wearing black shoes when on pavement for long periods of time in the middle of the summer was not a very smart thing to do...We had mini-camps every wednesday through the month of june for marching skill brush up/learning. When I was a sophomore is when I transferred to my hs that I ended up graduating from, so even though I was a soph, I had to attend the freshman marching practices...I was wearing my orange out fit & some white canvas shoes so that my feet wouldn't burn off. Our color guard guy was teaching us all how to jazz run & he decided he liked my "skill"...but didn't bother to learn anyone's names...So he started referring to me as "Creamsicle"...*sigh*. Luckily I was able to lose the nickname when he got "fired"/quit and ran off with the money, the rest of the show plan, and some of the girls' jewelry/watches/etc....
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