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| Here we have what is quite possibly the worst picture of Kyle in existence, a nifty picture of Ian that shimmies and shakes almost as well as he does, and Jon sleeping |
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| Ian and Yambo playing Dance Dance Revolution back home. Incidentally, this is where I got my first legal job. I was street hustling before this on the mean streets of Long Island. Actually, I put the Sunday newspaper together at 16, before I could legally work. Of course, now I'm going to be audited, but since graduate students don't have any money, they can't take what I don't have. |
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| I stand corrected, this is the worst picture of Kyle in existence. I feel bad now, pickin' on Kyle. If anyone has a good picture of Kyle, please send it my way... |
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| Back to my page, where the search for intelligent life continues to go horribly, horribly wrong... |
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| Finally, a good picture of Kyle. My fellow HS graduatees are, from left to right: Phil Verbeek, Ian, Damien, John Plaue, Jon, me (with less hair, although equally hairy), Stan, and Kyle. |