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Sure, NOW my graduating class decides they want a reunion. In August. And they want to charge $25 per person for it, not including drinks? Oh, look, and it's being held at a casino. I hate casinos. I hung out the other weekend with some lovely people from my high school, with whom I actually had a few things in common back in the day (and, as it turns out, now), and you know what? That was entirely enough ten-year-reunion-ness for me, I think.
As Terry Pratchett once wrote, Buggre Alle This for a Larke. I believe I shall be too busy for this.
As Terry Pratchett once wrote, Buggre Alle This for a Larke. I believe I shall be too busy for this.
