94! 94! 94!

One final post from Emily's ten year reunion. Technically, it was my 11 year reunion, but I was the only representative of 1994 present. Am I the only guy who robbed the Class of 1995 cradle? I must be.

One part of reunion weekend at Grinnell is when they take your class photo. Seeing as how this was the class of 1995's reunion, I didn't have to worry about the photo this time around. But as Emily and I were leaving one party to go to another, we stopped to take the....

THE CLASS OF 1994 GROUP PHOTO

If the picture above could have a dialogue bubble above my head it would say, "The class of '94 will fuck your shit up you class of 93 and 95 sons of bitches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh yeah and to all the other classes before and after, eat it you beeeeeeeeaaaatches!! 94 is in the muthafuckinhouseyall!!!!!! 94! 94! 94!"