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Originally Posted by Coonskinner
It was comical...my cousin Buck and I were both straight A students in high school.
I was first chair tenor sax in the band, and he was first chair clarinet, of all things. 
But we got in so many scraps that finally after numerous other methods, the principal called us in and had a heart to heart chat with us.
He said that the only reason we had not been expelled already was that we were such good students, but that if we got in one more fist fight before the end of school, we were goners. That particular day we had thrashed a fairly determined foursome. "Bigguns line up, littluns bunch up" was our motto.
That little meeting sobered us somewhat, because we didn't want to have to repreat that year of high school just because of too much recreational pugilism. |
im jealous. I didnt have a close relitive 4 years either side of me. It was me agin' um all.
the bad thing about my principle was that his talks were always worse than the whoopen that followed, and the whoopen was really bad.
the guy had no shame. he would envoke my grandfathers good name and my parents reputation in the community and before i got the first lick I would be crying.
you would think my memory would have been better. we had way too many such discussions.
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