One can only wonder what sorts of shenanigans ensued at the water fountain between a leather jacketed victim, a topless accomplice, and one fellow suffering from a damaged pinky.
These fellows seem pretty psyched to cast their votes for class president.
“Don’t forget to calculate the area of the trapezoids and rhombi, Ese.”
Sometimes you just want to strangle your typing teacher because she’s a controlling bruja.
Been there, my friend.
I Don't Get It 
I wonder how the false teeth looked on the poor water fountain dude on top, Kerbey? That’s a bad April Fool’s prank waiting to happen if I ever saw one.
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Agreed.
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Why did that first photo remind of the “Porky’s” movies?
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Ah, yes. Skinamax and HBO and the many Porky’s movies.
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Typing class — I’m glad I never took it, such a useless skill. I took useful classes like advanced lathe. ( It’s really a shame they don’t use those anymore. )
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Yes, we never use typing. Good point. My husband uses his lathe, which is why I can’t park in the garage bc the floor is two inches deep in pine shavings.
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Pine shavings are great for keeping your tires shiny. 😀
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I love all of your photos from the 50’s. The kid’s hair styles, their clothes and the fact that no one seemed to have an iron.
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I never even noticed they were wrinkly! Being in the 50s looked so fun!
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great photos Kerbey. i understand that the 50’s (according to my parents) were a time of great rejoicing with the winning of WW2 , the advent of personal gain (cars, houses, machines, etc) that came with the turning of the war machine to producing consumer products. There was a feeling of freedom and a positive attitude that permeated everything. Also, people were used to working every waking hour and transferred that to productivity making the economy come alive. The “me” generation had yet to raise its ugly head.
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Oh, please find me a time machine!
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