VOL. V, NO. 8
FEBRUARY 7, 1964
Look out, you poor, innocent frosh! The Phynques! This is your lucky day‑a day your class will go down in history (science and maybe even math)! This column is dedicated to you‑the down‑trodden, the meek, the class of 1967
Sheila Quinn had better make sure she knows what she's saying before she calls people names in Russian.
What ever happened to baby Jane MacHattie? Do you know, Mary Holm?
Nicknames run rampant in the class of '67. Sue "Beanie" Stein, Judy "Yoddy" Johnson, and Bob "Tex" Cozad know that for a fact.
Say, you heard any good Polish jokes lately, Anita Waskowski?
Do you ever get sick of people asking you if you're Luane's sister, Linda Wetendorf?
Carol Winn had better keep her hands on the horse (in gym class, of course)!
Steve "Steefe" Phillips hasn't been drawing Stanley Turtles lately, why? By the way, how are your guppies?
Tom Johnson has been seen experimenting with paper wads and laws of gravity in science class. The wetter they are, the harder they hit, huh? Ouch!
Poor Ron Kolacek has been crying 'cause "Shorty" and company moved out of algebra class.
Look out, Bart Christiansen! Your big brother's looking out for you!
Sheila Quinn had better make sure she knows what she's saying before she calls people names in Russian.
What ever happened to baby Jane MacHattie? Do you know, Mary Holm?
Nicknames run rampant in the class of '67. Sue "Beanie" Stein, Judy "Yoddy" Johnson, and Bob "Tex" Cozad know that for a fact.
Say, you heard any good Polish jokes lately, Anita Waskowski?
Do you ever get sick of people asking you if you're Luane's sister, Linda Wetendorf?
Carol Winn had better keep her hands on the horse (in gym class, of course)!
Steve "Steefe" Phillips hasn't been drawing Stanley Turtles lately, why? By the way, how are your guppies?
Tom Johnson has been seen experimenting with paper wads and laws of gravity in science class. The wetter they are, the harder they hit, huh? Ouch!
Poor Ron Kolacek has been crying 'cause "Shorty" and company moved out of algebra class.
Look out, Bart Christiansen! Your big brother's looking out for you!
