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How about "Second Chances - Part 2 - On the Road"? What's to say Paul doesn't pick up Cheryl along the way? What's to say Paul isn't traveling to Houston, or the band's next stop? What's to say that Cheryl and Jer and Paul don't get into a three-way? (Ooops, did I actually say that out loud? Okay, so I'm just a dirty old man.... 😈)

No, just a group of us "smart kids" had multiple run-ins with a particular principal when I was in high school. We did a small number of pranks in the school, e.g., making room lights blink randomly, making the boiler groan in a way that sounded sexual (i.e., starting with a slow groan and getting faster, ending in a big groan before starting over), along with some hidden electronics connected to the school's speaker system that made the usual fart noises that are always so funny to teenage boys. This particular principal believed in running a "tight ship" so it seems that our pranks were quite unwelcome. He tried to pin it on each of us, but none of us would rat the others out, not even to this day. He even called our parents and threatened suspension, but with one of the parents being a lawyer, that never happened because he didn't have any real evidence. So in general, we tried to get the anal sphincter to relax some, but he just didn't seem to understand humor. When we graduated, he was glad to see us go, and we were so happy to be leaving. Our world can always use more laughter, but it's so unfortunate that some people just don't seem to "get it."

Principals are the cause of most of the problems in the world, well, at least mine. . . . (snicker)

More, more, more, more, more...please. (puppy dog eyes)

Rory : 'At least, I don't bite.' Well, at least not yet.... 😉

All I can think of is this: Sebby is lying on the ground....

And now I want to marry her. Intelligent, tolerant, giving, humorous, ... good cook ... all the best qualities in person....

Sorry, but I have to say this -- Nisin is a vampire, Rory is a wolf, so where is the werebear?

Not gonna happen.... Dick...um, I mean, love...will find a way.

I hate you . . . at least until next week.

My apologies to you -- I had hoped the "(chuckle)" after my comment would indicate I was joking about the lack of posts, but my intended subtlety misses the mark all too often. However, I will say this, in four days, you have posted more than most authors in a year (or two), so please post whenever YOU can and (most certainly) when YOU are ready to post. And the rest of us will be wishing good things for you (like really restful sleep when you aren't working) to ease your hell week. But with that said, I'm still like my brother's German Shepherd when he (the dog) really wants something: sitting (not so patiently) and panting and drooling, just watching your every move.... (And hopefully that mental image made you laugh, not feel guilty.)

I'm hooked. But you spoil us with 19 chapters in 4 days, then nothing? (chuckle) And I'm also wondering if the people at my work were the prototype for Greg....

I think he'd die on his own if someone forced him to ride on the E train next to a homeless person.... Or maybe he might become a little more understanding.... Wintertime (maybe 2003-2004?), when the homeless practically inhabit most of the E train, might be a good time to see this!?

I like Sharon.

"Grandma was told and…it was quietly expressed that she wanted to rip the bitch’s head off." Leave it to Katrina Sams to say what all of us are thinking. Don't know why I'm so interested in her other than she reminds me of my great aunt, who mowed her own 1/2 acre yard with a push mower until she was 90. At that point she said, "I think I can afford for someone else to mow it for me." Still love that line. (And for the record, my great aunt lived another six year after that. Hopefully those genetics got passed down to my generation...)