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What R some of the worst disco groups U ever sat thru?
Anonymous:
--- Quote ---thinking about someone in Senior Leadership who was about as gay as they come,
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He looked great in those danskins and even better out of them.
Sumnah
Ed Legg:
--- Quote ---speeches in school meetings by Ed Legg in the 70's, where he pontificated at length about the "unnaturalness" of the act and how "opting" to be homosexual was indicative of one's unwillingness to take responsibility for one's life
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Damn right I did. Look at Paul. He took my advice and he made a bundle off those new age crystal gazing west coast loony tunes. That doesn't mean you can't have a little man to man fun once in a while. I like to go out and find me a Broke Back Mountain cowboy every so often. I like a little tofu once in a while too. But mostly I am a meat and tatter kind of guy. I remember you being a little fruity. But thats ok.
Hugs and Kisses
Ed
Ursus:
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--- Quote ---speeches in school meetings by Ed Legg in the 70's, where he pontificated at length about the "unnaturalness" of the act and how "opting" to be homosexual was indicative of one's unwillingness to take responsibility for one's life
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Damn right I did. Look at Paul. He took my advice and he made a bundle off those new age crystal gazing west coast loony tunes. That doesn't mean you can't have a little man to man fun once in a while. I like to go out and find me a Broke Back Mountain cowboy every so often. I like a little tofu once in a while too. But mostly I am a meat and tatter kind of guy. I remember you being a little fruity. But thats ok.
Hugs and Kisses
Ed
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::roflmao:: ::roflmao:: ::roflmao:: ::roflmao:: ::roflmao::
Ah, Ed, I think you might be fishing in the wrong lake, eh? Or maybe with the wrong fishing pole... ha ha
All that crazy shit that went down at Hyde made me more inclined to be asexual than anything else. At least I could savor my sanity in the solitude of my lonely lair.
Ursus:
--- Quote from: ""Guest"" ---Ursus-- Mr. W-- Cindy's dad? that was slightly before my time.
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The thought just occurred to me that there are a least two "Mr. W's" discussed at any length here on the Hyde forum, and I just wanted to make brief mention of both of them in case Guest meant the other one, or anyone reading herein at a later date gets confused...
At the time of the above post (the previous page in this thread), I had assumed poster meant Bud Warren (i.e, the father of Cyndi, Jane, Lenny, and Carolyn), who used to teach at Hyde for a number of years early in its history.
However, there is another Mr. W mentioned elsewhere here on the forum, namely Larry Willwerth (sp?), who also taught at Hyde for a few years in the early/mid 70s. There is a thread started about this Mr. W here:
Burnside's Piece on Mr. W
http://fornits.com/wwf/viewtopic.php?t=21123[/list]The original entry, from which that thread spun off, is here:
A Negative Experience
http://fornits.com/wwf/viewtopic.php?t=14639[/list]
Hope that clears up any confusion, if indeed there was any.
Anonymous:
I always remember the time the large boy of authority let slip a tearful sentence that eluded to his gay porn troubles, confirming campus speculation. Word never really got out about that, though, but I knew.
My favorite FLC group memory began like this. The dark boy announced "Mom, I have something to tell you."
"I've found something that really speaks to me. Some people I can relate to. Mom... I've converted to Satanism." A mother in the group immediately began to chuckle but caught herself in less than a second. He turned to his mother, extolling the virtues of his newfound beliefs, but he soon was asking "Mom, why are you crying?" He was absolutely dead serious in everything he said. He was a young man who never joked. After some very awkward back-and-forth between the son and mother, the group gave feedback. The mother who had initially found the situation humorous apologized. I looked at my own mother, who was covering her face, looking pained. I wondered if she was truly upset by the situation. I was biting my tongue increasingly hard to contain myself. The star feedback came when a girl offered words of comfort to the boy. "I understand your position. My parent's aren't tolerant of my religious beliefs either. I'm a witch."
Immediately upon the dismissal of the meeting and as soon as we were outside and out of earshot, I turned to my mother and asked why she had covered her face. "I couldn't keep a straight face. I didn't want them to see me laughing."
We laughed extremely hard for fifteen minutes straight, and then tried to conceal our continued laughter as we went to lunch.
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