VOL. VII, NO. 13
APRIL 22, 1966

Belated Easter greetings, fans!

I hope the Easter bunny was good to you. Thinking of the Easter Bunny was too much for Di Quinn; she fainted in church she was so excited. Steve Sherwood (dark haired) was a little upset, too. He even went to the wrong house to pick up his date. Paul Anderson was helpful, though, and pointed him in the right direction. Speaking of Paul, I hear he is on a sophisticated kick, but do climbing trees and skipping down highways fall into this category?

5B lunch period is getting pretty wild lately. Linda Dolphin was quite embarrassed when she got hit on the head with an apple. Maybe it was our old friend Lydia "Appleface" Orloff at work again. Of course, it could have been Billy Johnson, too.

Marianne Niemz, where did you get that fat lip? Could it have been from Rich Suda? He's been seen pushing girls in boys' washrooms, and we thought maybe you were one of his victims. Ellen Sangster and Susie Odom would probably know more about this, though.

Karin Karner is anxiously awaiting a letter from her English pen‑pal who thinks she is wild. Where'd he ever get that idea?

A few miscellaneous items: A welcome back goes to Miss Basenbach. How was your birthday party in biology Linda Andrews? Carol Salman shall never laugh again. . . in first period study hall anyway.

You ought to be a waitress with all those trays you carry every day in 4B lunch, Gail Menneche! Speaking about lunch, how many periods do you have every day, Keith Maculitis? Some girls seem to be getting strange telephone calls which they can't understand ‑ . . maybe Dave "Scott" Stayner can explain them!

Bob Leark sure does have a flashy taste for clothes. I'd really like to know what is in that note that's so embarrassing for Linda White. . . maybe Mark Nichols knows something about it! Hey, June Hettgar, did you really name your turtle Tuffy???

Tell me, Carole Hway, Bonnie Witzl, and Beth French, have you recently ridden on any of the team buses going to the away meets? I understand that Steve Wischweh's little robot metronome Paul Fisher enjoys beating out time on Steve's knee. Mr. Cuthbert was quite perturbed, however, since it was the wrong beat!

In closing, I'd like to remind Mike Mahoney that shaking hands spreads germs.

Morfit and the Phynques,