well...I don't know about you but I was permanently scarred by the experience...(BTW...it was the USSR that was gonna nuke us then too and not Cuba)...we even had sirens in the hall...not that I really believed it was real...Mrs. McGinnis our teacher never got under HER desk so I knew it was just a drill...so I was cracking jokes and talking across the hall...I attribute the scarring of my psyche to Stephanie Wolf (the class hottie) who sat right in front of me...when she assumed the position (we had big classes and the desks were very close) I had this glorious sight of her quivering ass with those cute white cotton panties with this mysterious camel toe thing that looked nothing like my whitey tighty jockeys...it took me years and years to get over my fetish for cotton panties....and I still prefer white lingerie over any other color...hehehe...but some of the scarring was just too much to get over...sirens still give me a hardon...
OK..gotta go watch the debates now...
