this has nothing to do with your post.. but while i mention it, bison stir fry sounds good. i'd have selected a banrock station shiraz to accompany though..
i read your disclaimer too..so what it's worth i'd pitch a comment.. you went to maroochy SHS 1987-1988.. i was there in 1988.. what are the odds we shared a class, teacher or equivalent story of drunken behaviour on any of the senior excursions..
Heh, I'm sure you'd remember me if we went to Maroochydore at the same time. I was the american exchange student who got the mohawk and got in a lot of shit with the vice principle on more than one occassion.
red hair? liked the dead kennedys?? ... if you're the guy i'm thinking of you didn't get the mohawk straight away.. that was about a term or so into the year..and the vice principal at the time was a guy called Hirst who didn't take kindly to anything left of a military style haircut.. we had another exchange student there too at the same time, a german guy called frank...tall bastard he was..
That was me. I got it around the end of June or beginning of July if I remember correctly. Yeah, hirst was a bit of a cock like that.
And yeah, Frank was the other exchange student from the same program I was in. Though he was only there for half the year. All the other exchange students were from Rotary.
I remember you well...we definately did mix in the same circles.. i was enrolled as a 'mature age' student that year.. there was nothing mature about me.. i have a lot of memories of that year.. and a lot of blurred drunken moments of faulty recall too..
feel free to holler at me via AIM dajmcdan is the user name.. i'd be happy to trade tales...
cheers.. ps: hirst was a prick and he later retired having suffered several heart attacks..i'm lead to believe that he mellowed a fair bit before signing off..
Well shit, now I actually have to go back and make sure I didn't exagerate any of my tales from my days as a banana-bender. :-)
*chuckles* No worries on that account tho. I grew out of talking a lot of BS that year. Mostly because I actually HAD experiences worth talking about after that year.
I STILL have a scar from those games of Jury Volleyball.
well.....far be it for me to let any facts get in the way of a good antipodean story.. :-) i'll nod my head on all of em' and no one will know the differance unless frank tracks us down..
you were heading to the marines from memory..am i correct? i was going to join the air force and was well on the way till i found my first punk band.. i never looked back. those volleyball games i avoided on account of not wanting to damage my good looks..
i'd love to read your accounts... twas' a hell of a year.
Decided against the marines in favour of the army. Mostly because the rest of my "posse" were going in as well.
The first of us who joined managed to get a "buddy-fuck" stripe due to us enlisting with him as our "sponsor". So he went in as an E-2 while the rest of us went in as E-1.
And wouldn't you know it? The ONLY time any of us were stationed together was during AIT when two of us were in the same company but not in the same class or rotation.
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i read your disclaimer too..so what it's worth i'd pitch a comment.. you went to maroochy SHS 1987-1988.. i was there in 1988.. what are the odds we shared a class, teacher or equivalent story of drunken behaviour on any of the senior excursions..
cheers.
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Heh, I'm sure you'd remember me if we went to Maroochydore at the same time. I was the american exchange student who got the mohawk and got in a lot of shit with the vice principle on more than one occassion.
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That was me. I got it around the end of June or beginning of July if I remember correctly. Yeah, hirst was a bit of a cock like that.
And yeah, Frank was the other exchange student from the same program I was in. Though he was only there for half the year. All the other exchange students were from Rotary.
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feel free to holler at me via AIM dajmcdan is the user name.. i'd be happy to trade tales...
cheers..
ps: hirst was a prick and he later retired having suffered several heart attacks..i'm lead to believe that he mellowed a fair bit before signing off..
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Heh, yeah I remember you.
Well shit, now I actually have to go back and make sure I didn't exagerate any of my tales from my days as a banana-bender. :-)
*chuckles* No worries on that account tho. I grew out of talking a lot of BS that year. Mostly because I actually HAD experiences worth talking about after that year.
I STILL have a scar from those games of Jury Volleyball.
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you were heading to the marines from memory..am i correct? i was going to join the air force and was well on the way till i found my first punk band.. i never looked back. those volleyball games i avoided on account of not wanting to damage my good looks..
i'd love to read your accounts... twas' a hell of a year.
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Decided against the marines in favour of the army. Mostly because the rest of my "posse" were going in as well.
The first of us who joined managed to get a "buddy-fuck" stripe due to us enlisting with him as our "sponsor". So he went in as an E-2 while the rest of us went in as E-1.
And wouldn't you know it? The ONLY time any of us were stationed together was during AIT when two of us were in the same company but not in the same class or rotation.