Back in the good ol days,

Dick Abood and I were in shop class, which was separate building, in the 9th grade. The main heat source was a wood burning stove, in the middle of the room. As our teacher, Burt Bennett, was yelling at Dick, for using a good paint brush to spread glue, there was a loud, continuing explosion, as the bullets that Richard Nickle had thrown into the stove, started exploding. We hit the floor, thinking we were under attack, and Burt forgot about Dick's transgression. Was pretty funny at the time...

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ladyj said…
Gawd...you have to write a book..........

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