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« on: October 26, 2004, 08:43:00 AM »
My first day at RMA was in Febuary 1990, I was led down to the sauna by two very attractive girls in my peer group. I was thinking, well this is going to be alright, yeah right. We get down to the sauna and I see this guy on the dock over the pond breaking ice away, we then entered the sauna and there is a John Lennon lookalike on the massage table getting a rub down by one of the boys from my peer group. That was the first time I met Ned Murray. He proceeded to moan loudly as the boy rubbed his back, and asked me about being from the south. I kept thinking dad if you come back and get me I swear no more drugs, hell I'll become a fucking straight A student. A kid, that kept grinning like a cult member, told me that everybody jumps in the pond during a sauna in winter in friggin Northern Idaho. After about an hour or so after my plunge my two family heirlooms finally made their way back home, that was the coldest damn water this hillbilly ever felt. The worst part of the day was I had two and a half more years to go, i swear dad no more drugs, just get me the hell out of here. ::crybaby:: ::crybaby:: ::crybaby:: ::crybaby:: ::crybaby::