Ok,lets try this.  Since no one is posting new topics,Its story time.  I will start the story everyone just add your thoughts and lets see where  this thing goes before the reunion.

      Feel free to add what comes to your mind.  Last week I went for a long walk and I saw this guy squatting along side the road.  It looked like he was

{quote] Last week I went for a long walk and I saw this guy squatting along side the road.  It looked like he was[/quote]

naked, but he was actually wearing a thong and cowboy boots and mumbling about being "the Lizard King, I can do anthing"  I was going to ignore him but Tim Thomas pulled up in black leather and chains on a hoveround and shouted, "Who the hell is that trying to sing Gloria and who is that flamenco dancer with him?"

well since no one else is continuing

We decided to approach this curious duo-and as we got closer, we saw the singer was a wild man playing air guitar madly on a bronzed tennis racket.  The Lizard King shouted, "Hey wait a minute I know you"  Tim and I agreed, and as he stopped singing and put down his bronzed tennis racket he exclaimed, "I should hope so-my father was a Doctor"

"Jim Bramley" we shouted in unison!  The flamenco dancer stopped his wild dervish to say,
"Close but no cigar--here's a clue--think "blank" Gordon"

At first we couldn't think of anything-then it came to us in a flash-"Ruth Gordon"--but surely this wasn't Doctor Ruth!

"Ok Herbie," said the would be singer, "Give them another clue"

At that, the dancer scowled and said, "I'm not a kid anymore-it's not Herbie-it's Herbert"

Just as we were about to make another guess. since Herbie itself was sort of a clue, a woman in a halter and mini skirt approached us and said, "You fella's looking for a good time-come on down to cozy corner and tell them---"

Hey Bob! How about sharing some of that stuff you're on? lol!

Tim Thomas wrote:

well I guess if no one else is gonna play I'll keep going!

From previous

"You fella's looking for a good time-come on down to cozy corner and tell them---"

Larry Carello sitting on a fire truck signing books ,as Larry looked up there was a shout from the crowd,look there's Joe Dubois.  Can you believe he was pumping Genesee Beer from the back of his

.......size 14 clown shoe while twirling in his flaming red tutu to the beat of the Strangelove's "I want Candy". Everyone stood by and watched, enthralled by his antics as he then faded back and threw a long pass of a replica voodoo doll representing the VVS football team to....

a shocked and surprised  Kevin Patricia who dropped 4 cases of beer while catching Joes pass.  As the cases split open and cans of beer went rolling in all directions, Kevin moaned, "Oh No that beer was for the Pitmen"

Suddenly an enraged Mayor appeared and chided Kevin, "From now on there are no more Pit"men" in my city--it's Pitpersons"  Followed by a sly nudge, nudge, wink, wink.

Not the least bit interested in political correctness, Tim and I decided to check out Larrys book.  But when we asked him the price he answered, "I don't know."  That didn't make much sense until we noticed the little plastic ducks circling Larry on a small stream of water as Larry, in his best carny voice intoned, "Step right up, everybody's a winner here.  $20 buys you the duck of your choice, each and everyone a guaranteed winner.  There are no loser's at Carellos book signing pond of luck"

Looking around at the big screen tv's, laptops and other amazing prizes we decided, what the heck and paid our money, picked our ducks and each won an autographed copy of "Woodlands Beach" One hundred dollars and five books later, Tim finally got angry and threw one of the books which hit

The Mayor square between his eyes.  The Mayor then exclaimed,damn now we have got to get those bad kids under control.  Why are the kids on the north side so bad?  I know I have done everything to prevent this kind of violence,and I know the police have done their share.  Whoa is me.........

Suddenly the laughter rang out, the Bates Ave Bombers then began chanting........

"Yugo, Yugo, Yugo" as Mark Cavanaugh pulled up in front of city hall in his fully restored 1985 Yugo and boasted, "Let's see any of you north siders beat this!"

No sooner were the words out of his mouth when a frenzied crowd of north siders stormed his cherry Yugo and began beating it in a wild frenzy.  Realizing they were now trapped without their Yugo in no mans land, the Bombers made a hasty retreat to the safety of the south side.

As the Mayor tried desperately to restore order, using his taser on any north sider who came within range,  he was surprised to see Bob Page, who had a signed petition demanding a recount of the last election.  Calmly, Pete took the petition then Tasered Bob.

If nothing else, North Siders have a great sense of humor and seeing Bob writhing on the ground, they began chanting "Taser him again"

Realizing that this was his chance to restore order, Pete zapped Bob a couple of more times and proclaimed, "Free Beer at---"

at Sandy Rudolph Richmans house.The crowd was so thrilled that she volunteered. Everyone convoyed to Vets field where they were met by Bob Henty who just landed his new B-52 for the shuttle to sandys house.Look exclaimed Donna Aber it's the mailman. Can he come with us? Gary Spraker our Minister replied

People's private lives aren't my business, but I don't think God would condone a threesome!

Meanwhile Sandy in her mini lab coat was rounding up men for the full Monty competition and telling them, "Before you compete, I'll have to give you a bore punch"

Most of us decided we weren't interested at that point but Lizard King was enthusiasticly replying, "Boar Punch!  Hell yeah-as long as it's got lot's of alcohol and the way I'm feeling you'd better supersize it"

Sadistically, Sandy smiled and

said ,"take your hands off my lab coat and answer that door-the cops are here!!

the front door was opened and to everyones surprise it  was'nt the cops at all.  It was Dave Kinney blowing a whistle yelling you are all under arrest.  What the fraaacckkkkkkkkkk is going on here as  he puffed on a cigar. Sandy replied it's not my fault that

You can't smoke in the parks anymore-take that up with Pete and Ted Hanifin!   And if Larry thinks he's having a book signing here-I want a cut. 

As far as this free beer goes-Jeff Behr's credit card better be good or he won't have to worry about

watching Laura Wilson Owensby and Anne Loomis riding backwords on their Stallions while they are holding a cold bottle of free

Corona Light. Here comes John Brophy wheeling in his keyboard while playing

"In Hevan There Aint No Beer". Meanwhile Dennis Creedon was yelling,anybody want to buy a hand made turkey caller? Terry Navin standing next to Dennis said "turkey call?" I have a sack of

Betty Page post cards from the old days at Sylvan Beach-and as soon as he comes out of the ICU I'm gonna find out if she's related to Bob!  But you'd better get them while they last--they're only a buck apiece

"Hey wait a minute," said Mike Campbell, "there used to be dozens of cases of those old things in your---"

your game room above the barn.  Brenda pagliarli and Bonnie Cole would have nothing to do with this so they started rolling bowling balls down

down Sayles Street hoping to "accidentally" hit Charlie Osborn with his walker, who was still searching for  the ball glove that had been stolen from him at Harmon field back in 1968.

Meanwhile, as Terry continued to peddle his Betty Page postcards, he failed to notice a tattered black note book mixed among them, bearing the title, "The Top Ten-Class of 1969--J.A."

As fate would have it Pam Zielasko, Theresa Kaier and Sue Sochan had arrived at Sandys at that moment-and seeing the men make fools out of themselves over worn black and white pictures of Betty Page, Pam announced, "Let the boys have their fun--but for you real men, come on over here and we'll show you---"

how to play ping pong.  Dave Smith was so thrilled he began to sing Old McDonald followed by

complaints about his delicate back and boasts of "Never fear, Smith is here"

Then he spotted an ATM and shouted, "There you are you miserable robot"

As some of us wondered what the heck was up, Tim Thomas shouted, "Hey Smitty, don't Bogart that off"

It was then  Sandy had the idea to---

invite everyone over to the camp for a

weekend of classic 60's tv.  She started with some vintage Star Trek then asked, "What's next-Gilligan or Lost in Space?" As the Pitmen argued for Lost in Space and the Bombers demanded Gilligan,  Ann Mott groaned and said, "How about some--"

cookies and milk.  Ann then stated I want to hear more about Italy,I want to hear more about Italy, so Bernadine Coppolo ( Perham) and Mark Wilgus cracked open a bottle of imported Italian wine and proceeded to get

their pet duck Morris drunk so they could use him as the main course in a get together with friends that evening. While Mark instructed the hired help, Joe Ariglio, to pick a load of spaghetti off the plentiful Pasta trees nearby, Bernadine got busy with her chef "Gump" Campanie (who really specializes in Turkeys), to plan and prepare the rest of the food. Suddenly, up the road there appeared....

(not Santa and eight tiny reindeer)

to be yet another crowd gathering as the Whitelaw English Bells were playing Puff  The Magic Dragon led by Camille Spicer (Bach).  Someone yelled is there a doctor in the house and Jim Bramley shouted of course there is, It is I the

"Doctor" and my Tardis is in the woods behind Vets field and I am here because I need a new companion for my time and space travels"

Tim Thomas thought, "Damn that must be some killer bug spray Jim's got ahold of"

As we all wondered about the "Doctor" he told us he was just kidding, but it was a no brainer that Doctor Who was the classic 60's tv we should be watching

But at that moment Sandys Beta video player finally went dead and we looked at the shocked look in her eyes with thousands of Beta tapes which would never be played again and thought "Ah well time to find something else to do"

It was then that Pam Z. came out in black leather with a whip and announced---

masquerade anyone? John Bowe appeared as My Favorite Martian,while Eric Rowe looked the part of Pa Kettle.  Scott Walter and Donna Aber were found

dressed up like Sonny and Cher singing "I got you babe"

Meanwhile, Bruce Wright made up like Archie Andrews called all of us former North Broaders together which confused Danny Burke who wasn't sure if he was included, and said we needed to track down Larry "Bucko" Williams who was last seen riding a golf cart full of beer down the old railroad bed

But we were interrupted when Sue Sochan announced it was time for the "Baldest Man" contest-which I thought I had a good chance of winning till I saw Curt Newman and realized---

I had just met my match.  Joe Anguish was located "Midway" between Boyd Shaffer and Eileen Clark(Park) as they gazed at her newly made pizza pie just delivered from Pepies.  Mike Cmaylo bolted

when he saw the Marine Corps recruiter-as Lizard shouted "Ooh rah"

As the Devil Dogs barked at each other, Mike realized how much he'd missed out on by never taking an all expense paid trip to Paris Island

As I'd done three tours of duty with the "Jars"--they let me join in barking with them and before we knew what was happening---

along came Bob Bruzuszkiewicz and the Air Force Reserves who resuced them from

the barber shop, where glassy eyed we were all ready to get "high and tights"

As Bob B and the Marine recruiter argued about hair cuts and Chesty Puller , the recruiter said, "Listen Mister, stand up when you talk to me!"

"I am" said Bob

but before they could argue anymore, dozens of Wal Mart associates surrounded the recruiter demanding to enlist and be saved from the land of lost associates

It was only then that I noticed

that Herb Myers was working there as a WalMart Greeter.  But, strangly was dressed like ...

the lion form the movie The Wizard Of Oz . Karen Kittsley (Alverez) said look its a lion from "Mo" ville. Can you believe

Gary's turkey calls even work on cowardly lions.

I'm not cowardly," an almost angry Herbert replied, "I'm just a cautious tree hugger with a heart!"

Seeing Herbert, I thought back to simpler days in Grade school, when he was just a "John" and remembered Doug Denning bringing his "Herbie" comic books to school and I couldn't help but wonder, "Whatever happened to Doug?"

At that moment a joyous Kevin Patricia ran by with an odd looking football yelling, "touchdown" when he was savagely tackled by the Marine recruiter who yelled-

poof your gone.  Oh my,its Robert Vandenheuvel running backwards around the track.  What the

hell is going on as Lizard ran past the bleachers laughing and waving at the crowd.  It was at that point when

Bruce Stirling said "heck of a deal, ain't it?" while pointing at a one eyed, 3 toed, golden beaked goat vulture lazily circling overhead. Mike "Mod" Artessa stood frozen in terror for a moment, but then snapped out of it and began sprinting for....

me, asking, "What the hell are you doing running the track backwards?"

I had two reasons-the first was public knowledge since eccentric science fiction technician Boyd Shaffer had published his treatise, "Plan 9 from outer Boyd" that hypothesized that by doing things backwards we could reverse the aging process.  I had been skeptical at first, for it was Boyd who had convinced me years ago that I could hold a lawnmower upside down over my head and become a human helicopter, but since that idea had been so erroneous--I figured maybe this time he was onto something.

The other reason was private.  I was in training.  For forty years I had lived with the ultimate humiliation, the only student in Oneida to ever lose a hundred yard dash to Rob Kinsella.  I wanted a rematch at our reunion--and I was determined to win this time.

But as I continued running laps in reverse, I was shocked when

Kevin Cox ran past me wearing his Army Strong tee-shirt.  Gail Reitz (Hartwell )stood in the stands and began throwing organic Veggies hitting Denise Desnoyers (Warrender) as she made a get away toward the Senoir Lobby.  Meanwhile Todd Heller exclaimed I'm only here for the

karaoke contest, while warming up with his rendition of Joe Cocker's "she came in through the bathroom window".  Meanwhile, back at the north forty Laura Wilson was trying to get her Russian mare to the blacksmith shop to replace a shoe it had thrown which unfortunately nailed fellow Georgian Mike Campbell in the head. When he regained consciousness, Sly sat up, gave a rebel yell and began to.....

dance to the music.

Elsewhere, Kevin Patricia was involved in a lustful encounter on a quiet secluded beach with the scent of leather as he demonstrated his "lingual" skills--when suddenly he came to back on the football field and found a bearded Hell's angel was giving him cpr

"Damn," said Kev, "Somebody hit me in the head!"

At that moment, a whip cracked and barely missed

Spencer Feldman who exclaimed I'm a doctor can't you see the red cross on my helmet as Karen Cordary was landing her new F-16 that was on loan from the United States Air Force. Karen jumped from the jet and with a big smile said I'm so glad this game was played during the day,look I finally got my Pepies Pizza.

Mean while Barb Campbell was just about ready to form the masquers for her version of Cat On A Hot Tin Roof when she spotted Steve Rossilo who was leaving for Stockbridge falls to play in the water. Does anyone remember how to get

to Sue Sochans house-her mini skirt and halter top have been out of this story for too long

That reminded me of my grade school days when David Dubois, Danny Burke and I would make excuses to hang out by Sue's house so we could catch her and her friends---

eating meatloaf sandwiches and drinking Boones Farm wine while sitting on inner tubes next to

Who are you kidding?!? You never caught us! Further more, I, Sue Sochan, am far too voluptuous to be packing parts into a mini skirt and halter top. Clearly you have me confused with someone else. Being a nurse, I'm suggesting a psych consult for you, perhaps too many bad shrooms. I'll call Theresa Kaier May and Kathy Staff Tucker and see if they......