I'm listening to my husband and Brother-in-law looking at a high school yearbook and discussing their classmates.
There are many things they remember - how "crazy" someone was, the wild times they had, the days they spent just hanging out.
When it comes to the distaff side of the class, the memories are more pointed.
Were they hot, or not!
That pretty much describes it.
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