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Friday, November 19, 2004


Well I guess Debbie is 21 now. Rich and I went out with her and some Farley girls to Fiddler's, where Debbie didn't get carded to drink. Last time I saw her she was rolling in the grass in north quad in the middle of the pouring rain. I assume she made it home OK. (Rowdy)


  • Fiddler's is okay. It's no turtle racing though, wihch is what I did tonight. But anyway, happy birthday, Debs. Get a cell phone!

    By Blogger Jimbo, at 3:44 AM  

  • P.S. 21 is okay, but it's no 6, am I right, John?

    By Blogger Jimbo, at 3:45 AM  

  • Jimmy, what is this talk about 6?

    By Blogger Natalie, at 6:17 AM  

  • haha....oh johnny my favorite part was when johnny drove on campus over by the stadium right by a police car

    By Blogger dscraffo, at 9:11 AM  

  • Yeah nothing quite like 6! Or FTP!

    By Blogger Johnny, at 2:22 PM  

  • that good ole ftp, yes natalie, first time pants, has shown its face again on the blog. woot woot 303 is 2 for three in 21 year olds and theother is well on her way.....congrats on the grass rolling debs, you learned from the master though i must say!

    By Blogger Holly, at 5:22 PM  

  • Holly, I thought you were dead. Welcome back.

    By Blogger Jimbo, at 6:03 PM  

  • I don't like it. Not at all. Not one bit.

    By Blogger Natalie, at 3:46 AM  

  • maaaaaaaaaa

    By Blogger dscraffo, at 9:31 AM  

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