May 12, 2006

This is...oh, wait...gotta go poop...be right back...

Ah, memories of Jon Sfura...

Good ol' Jon graduated a year ahead of me at New Albany High School as the validictorian of the class of '91. Jon and I weren't close though we shared a few classes and some time - I think - on the High Q team. My memories of jon, however, were of a little incident where he ex-laxed the brownies for the Latin club's bake sale. Apparently he went overboard and mixed in a whole box of chocolate ex-lax into the single box of brownies and sent a student or two to the hospital with dehydration. There was the basketball game at Bedford North Lawrence HS that night - 'bout a two-hour drive from good ol' NAHS - the trip to which apparently entailed a half dozen restroom stops for some of the cheer block.

Jon ended up with five days in our in-school suspension, a dank, stinky, former locker room with very limited bathroom breaks and only sack lunches - sort of like a Breakfast School only as actual punishment instead of how some other schools treat it. He also got blackballed from the National Honor Society his junior year (and chose to decline it his senior year since they didn't offer it the first time and he didn't need it as he was already headed to Notre Dame).

All of these memories were brought back because of one lucky mother in Maine who apparently sent a teacher some special brownies.

Remember, kids, that giving someone a laxative without their knowledge is considered assault - even though Ex-Lax doesn't contain phenolphthalein any more.

1 comment:

ame said...

as a student learned at school last year... spitting in a drink is also considered assault.