1981 Yearbook
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1981 Yearbook
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THE DAY AFTER
Man oh man! That was a good
time. Kate never looked better — of course she always
looks twice as good when I'm
blitzed. It's a good thing I
know when to quit. Where is
that blasted key? Ah, now all I
have to do is find the keyhole.
There, now that light is
around here somewhere.
Owl!! Who moved the chair?
Jeez, right on the old shin. I
have to be quiet or I will wake
my roomy. I sure wouldn't
want to do that. Heh, heh,
heh. He must be sound asleep.
Heh, heh, heh. "Hey, everybody! I'm home!!! Did you
miss me?" He must be out
still.
Hey, where is my bed? It was
here on the right. Oh no, I'm
in the wrong room. I could just
die. Whew, those are my
sweaty tennies. There is the
desk, good. At last, my good
little bed. I'll be seeing you in
just a few sees.
First though, comes the sickness and hangover prevention
method. Works every time:
Cottage Cheese, crackers,
and that quart of
Pepto-Bis-mol. Pepto-Dismal I mean.
This garbage never works. Oh
well, an ounce of prevention is
worth .... however that
goes. Over the teeth, through
the gums, lookout gut, here it
Jeez, I'm feeling lousy.
I'd better hurry and get to
bed.
Off comes the shoes and
socks. I know I'm drunk if I
can't smell my feet. Now
remember to unbutton the
buttons on the shirt so I
don't rip gaping holes in it.
Ah, finally holy bliss here I
come! This bed feels so
good .... The room is spinning. I'll roll over and see
what happens. Thank God,
it stopped. Where is that
trash can? I might need it
before the night is over. I'd
hate to mess up my sheets;
they were just washed four
weeks ago. Well, goodnight
God. It was fun. It's a good
thing I know when to stop,
isn't it?
My throat feels funny. Who
can sleep with a funny
throat? It's like the Mojave
Desert has moved into my
mouth for its new location.
Morning — is it gonna be
good? At least I didn't wake
up with a head oh,
my God, I think I'm going
die Well, I guess I deserve it. I think I'll just lay
here quietly for a while.
What in the h— is that
noise? It sounds like a chain
saw. Oh, he's back and drying his precious hair. "Hey,
turn that blasted thing off.
Can't you do that next
week? Please!"
Please God, let the electricity go off. Anything. Let me
die in peace. Well, if you
can't beat them, join them.
Right? I doubt it.
Okay, body, here we go. I
can feel my toes, legs, hips,
and stomach. Boy, can I feel
my stomach. Lookout floor,
you're about to assaulted.
I'm up, but I hope nobody
sees me using a chair for a
walker.
Please, just let me make it
to the John. Wait! I've got
the plague! I've got botulism! I've got a purple
tongue and blue lips! I'm dying or going blind. That's
what they always said
about Tequila — it'll make
you go blind. But I didn't
know it would be like a dying color TV set. What was
I drinking last night?
To the John. It's empty.
Alone, at last. Great!! I'll just
wash my face ... O-O-O-
h!! What happened to the
water. First it's hot, then
it's cold. Now I just burned
my face off. Who's that?
Whoever it is, is pretty
ugly. Poor guy. I would bet
that my mother would not
even give him to the dog
for a teething toy. Wait a
minute. That's me.
Oh, the phone's for me.
What luck. I just couldn't
wait to talk to someone. Oh
hi, Kate. You want to play
raquetball in an hour? Well I
have to clean my room. Of
course I'm not sick. I'll be
there. I hope you're ready,
Kate .... I hope I'm ready.
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Man oh man! That was a good
time. Kate never looked better — of course she always
looks twice as good when I'm
blitzed. It's a good thing I
know when to quit. Where is
that blasted key? Ah, now all I
have to do is find the keyhole.
There, now that light is
around here somewhere.
Owl!! Who moved the chair?
Jeez, right on the old shin. I
have to be quiet or I will wake
my roomy. I sure wouldn't
want to do that. Heh, heh,
heh. He must be sound asleep.
Heh, heh, heh. "Hey, everybody! I'm home!!! Did you
miss me?" He must be out
still.
Hey, where is my bed? It was
here on the right. Oh no, I'm
in the wrong room. I could just
die. Whew, those are my
sweaty tennies. There is the
desk, good. At last, my good
little bed. I'll be seeing you in
just a few sees.
First though, comes the sickness and hangover prevention
method. Works every time:
Cottage Cheese, crackers,
and that quart of
Pepto-Bis-mol. Pepto-Dismal I mean.
This garbage never works. Oh
well, an ounce of prevention is
worth .... however that
goes. Over the teeth, through
the gums, lookout gut, here it
Jeez, I'm feeling lousy.
I'd better hurry and get to
bed.
Off comes the shoes and
socks. I know I'm drunk if I
can't smell my feet. Now
remember to unbutton the
buttons on the shirt so I
don't rip gaping holes in it.
Ah, finally holy bliss here I
come! This bed feels so
good .... The room is spinning. I'll roll over and see
what happens. Thank God,
it stopped. Where is that
trash can? I might need it
before the night is over. I'd
hate to mess up my sheets;
they were just washed four
weeks ago. Well, goodnight
God. It was fun. It's a good
thing I know when to stop,
isn't it?
My throat feels funny. Who
can sleep with a funny
throat? It's like the Mojave
Desert has moved into my
mouth for its new location.
Morning — is it gonna be
good? At least I didn't wake
up with a head oh,
my God, I think I'm going
die Well, I guess I deserve it. I think I'll just lay
here quietly for a while.
What in the h— is that
noise? It sounds like a chain
saw. Oh, he's back and drying his precious hair. "Hey,
turn that blasted thing off.
Can't you do that next
week? Please!"
Please God, let the electricity go off. Anything. Let me
die in peace. Well, if you
can't beat them, join them.
Right? I doubt it.
Okay, body, here we go. I
can feel my toes, legs, hips,
and stomach. Boy, can I feel
my stomach. Lookout floor,
you're about to assaulted.
I'm up, but I hope nobody
sees me using a chair for a
walker.
Please, just let me make it
to the John. Wait! I've got
the plague! I've got botulism! I've got a purple
tongue and blue lips! I'm dying or going blind. That's
what they always said
about Tequila — it'll make
you go blind. But I didn't
know it would be like a dying color TV set. What was
I drinking last night?
To the John. It's empty.
Alone, at last. Great!! I'll just
wash my face ... O-O-O-
h!! What happened to the
water. First it's hot, then
it's cold. Now I just burned
my face off. Who's that?
Whoever it is, is pretty
ugly. Poor guy. I would bet
that my mother would not
even give him to the dog
for a teething toy. Wait a
minute. That's me.
Oh, the phone's for me.
What luck. I just couldn't
wait to talk to someone. Oh
hi, Kate. You want to play
raquetball in an hour? Well I
have to clean my room. Of
course I'm not sick. I'll be
there. I hope you're ready,
Kate .... I hope I'm ready.
55
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