Don't beat yourself up. We worked in an area where photography was forbidden, and let's face it, we're talking about people we hated. Why would you have taken pictures of them?
All very good points sir! That was a "unique" crew back there at the 480th. What a time it was back then. There were so many people I used to enjoy tormenting there I cant seem to single this one out.... I do remember teasing an idiot homo-phoebe I just don't remember what he looked like. But actually we digress. Who is this person that is working with you down there? That is a different person right? Anybody you were friends with there or worth getting to socialize with now?
Here is a question that will say a lot... Did Spencer ever see the tower of power or ever hear of its legend? If not, then we may have already waisted too much valuable time on him!
Spencer never saw the 'Tower of Power.' Remember back then there were basically two camps? The parties we threw and the parties Brian Brown & his roommate Wong threw? Nary did the two ever mingle. That is, until that single incident with Brian's girlfriend's roommate.
Me! When two grown men in the prime of there physical being are screaming the screams of dying men in the dark! That my friend is more than a mood killer, thats a life changing experience! Let me tell you I have never forgotten the sounds I heard coming from your room in the pre-dawn of that morning. I remember it like it was yesterday. It still gives me the heebie geebies!
That poor bastard John, I'll bet he is still in therapy. I wonder what ever became of him. I image he is the clerk at a comic book shop, or a multimillionaire dot com boom guy.
BTW that is no exaggeration, I truly believed you had been killed twice inside that very room. and both times I believed someone else had been killed or maimed with you as well!
Here is a question that will say a lot... Did Spencer ever see the tower of power or ever hear of its legend? If not, then we may have already waisted too much valuable time on him!
Good times my friend. That was one of only two times I thought you had been killed in that room! Dam that is funny to remember! I am LOL. ;-)
I am surprised we did not actually end up in a hospital a time or two, all the crap we got ourselves into!
what fun we had.
That poor bastard John, I'll bet he is still in therapy. I wonder what ever became of him. I image he is the clerk at a comic book shop, or a multimillionaire dot com boom guy.