Lynn's Comments: This happened to me, too.
Lynn's Comments: Interesting to see the word "like" becoming an essential and repetitive part of a kids’ vernacular. This strip was done in the 80s! I had no idea "like" had been so annoying for so long.
Lynn's Comments: I remember being a go-between for a girlfriend and the guy she liked. I remember wondering what in the world she saw in him. We were in third grade and already she was talking about marriage. With memories like this, I don't dismiss the thoughts and feelings of "little kids." You're never too young or too old to fall in love!
Lynn's Comments: There were about a dozen of us at the party, all dressed up and giggling. What I remember most, besides being hot and sweaty and dancing cheek to cheek, was a burping contest. Pop was expensive. None of us had it at home very often and Carolyn’s mom had bought us a real variety.
Lynn's Comments: It wasn't a cool scene. The pop went down and came right back up again. It came out our mouths and out of our noses. I’d chosen cream soda and I was covered in it. My dress was soaked up the front, the guys were also wet and embarrassed, but we laughed anyway. The audience was silent, and I had learned something: It’s of utmost importance to practice a gag before you try to pull it off. When a gag goes wrong, the troops are called and the night ends quickly. I wasn't invited back.
Lynn's Comments: It doesn't matter how young or old you are, "love-games" happen.