It's Homecoming for the Mighty Mustangs! Remember the days of T.P.ing the town, "Shriners on Mowers," the hilarious lip-syncs? Good times! The best Homecoming memory is when I took Dad's old truck to town after coronation. We had that puppy loaded... dozens of eggs... many rolls of T.P... half the senior class (my friends)... half the junior class (Lincoln's friends)... and a pistol in the glove box. When we got pulled over and the sheriff saw the gun, I thought for sure I was going to jail. Ended up, we had to break the eggs, the sheriff took the gun to the cop shop, then we all went home!
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What a great picture! Your exciting night ended up OK but your times are yet to come. Love MOM Sure glad you found time to blog!
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