:rrp "All you need is love. .•"· THE WEEKLY NEWSPAPER OF ST. LOUIS U. HIGH Volume LVII Friday, February 12., .1992 Number21 Dear Disco Dan, Greek 100, . Big Guy, We got a box of Valentine's Candies xoo.pe'te ro iux9Tt'tm! Let's go rollerskating sometime. No, forya! "Ep~ a11'1Yt£ J.L' o J.:umJ.W.'I'I<; aova, prolly not. -Fajita Brothers yA.'\>lromxpov apw.X,cxvov op7tetov." Love, T. ~'ttp~ St&x<JKoA<; to: Lati~ 300 1&2: Ray F., Salvete Discipuli! . Dear all Junior Bills; I like your car, and boy does it go Nwnquamdediscere: Puellaeadludos · We would all juSt like to wish every­ boom! veniunt ut spec tent et ut spectentur. Bona one a Happy Valeniiue's Day, and tell · Another victimofLindbergh fortuna in ludis! everyone that Todd i~ doin' fine after that Boulevard Ex corde, Vestra Magistra last Heart Attack. We would also like to tell you about the All You Can Eat DocS., To: Latin 100 1&2: BratwurstSpecialfor$3.99atCoachK's You're a bear! Salvete, Discipuli! Backyard BBQ. Dat's where we'll be Santa Claus Numquam dediscere: Amor omnia Sunday, so come on by; Coach Maurer's vincit!, i.e., Metella delectat Grumionem buying. Also, our predictions for the rest Charlie, et Grunio delectat Metellam! of the sports seasons~ 1) Lou Tocco pins No, really, you go frrst. Ex corde, Vestra Mag1stra every conten®r in less than one minute No, I insist. · and captures the State Title. _2) Icebills Fr. Goeke and Everyone Else, come out of season long dro~ght and Dear Kurt, Please leave me alone to die. Coach "Bues" fmds way to win the Mid­ I spent the entire day at the beauty Love, The Spirit Bus States Title. 3) Swihlbills take state by parlor. I bought a new dress. I got you a stonn,andJimmyGrcHdwinseveryevent . flower, and I waited for you all night To All SLUH Students: 4) Jamie WienstroeroutscoresLeon Clay Where were you? Ode to a Challenger 54 to 2 as DaBills ~apture yet another The love of your life, May 8th approaches quickly/ and a cer­ State Title. G. tain team will try to make history/ Never In other words, we better get ready to before have champions returnedj until bring out that lift again real soon. People please. ., . this year, as you now have leamedjSpring Sincerly, Da Superfans -GeorgeW. Fling is its official title, and a year ago/the P'Oed Camels toOk the title./ A challenge Dear Maxine and Fr$kie, . Mr. LaBoube: goes out to one and all/ to take us on in the . ThanksforSaturdaynight. Wehada What exactly are some of the things game of basketball./ The defe11ding . .•great time~ and the waiter at Friday's did you can do with eyes on the ends of your champs, it ·sounds so nicej and for a . too. It was good to see you both had a fmgers? seeohd year we '11 have the champagne on . good time too. · .· · · PN ice . ... i .·;' Love, J.D. and A.M. · • 'rhe.P;Oed Camels: Micah Cui­ .P .S. Goo4.luck with the baby; we're here To Brother Joseph, . liton;:1ason Kemner, Joe Ma­ for you. P .P.S. Stone was happy his goal· ILOVEYOUI dalon ~: Chris Doll. Tim Coover i~ didn't die. "John Madden Football'' 10 '1/afentines his locks are palm fronds, of a bell, black as the raven. That's my southern gal. His eyes are like doves Beauty like the sun, the scent of beside running waters, wild flower, His teeth would seem bathed That's my southern gal. • in milk. Body like a goddess. dw·l lust and are set like jewels. for, Dear Maxine, His cheeks are like beds of spice My love for you, each day, grows The b'Ue teSt of your love for me is . with ripening aromatic herbs. more. hpw fast you kill that way too verbal cat of His lips are red blossoms; Body like a goddess, a figure yours. they drip choice myrrh. unforgettable rm waiting, His arms are rods of gold That (l still hope) is my Mr. Chatterbox adorned with chrysoiites. southern gal. ifis body is a work: of ivory Dear Kathy, covered with sapphires. Dear Cupid, I'm not crazy, I'm not insane, I just His legs are colwnns of My love for you grows even though have a tendency to talk to myself and I, marble resting on golden the times have been rough. because they are the best conversational­ bases. Love, ists I know. His stamre is like the Red Him trees on Lebanon, imposing as the cedars. DearMr.R. DearTomC. His mouth is sweetness itself: I am responding to a leuer that was Rollerskating was fun but we could he is all delight composed by one of your students. When make it even better. Be my valentine. Such is my lover, and such I wrote "The Day Millicent Found the Love, Angie K. my friend, World. .. the only thing it was intended to 0 daughters of Jerusalem. descn'be was a little girl getting lost in the Dear Crystal, Song of Songs 5: 10..16 woods. How did you get your name? Ooops! Let us celebrate our love. Sincerely, Skippy Mary William Stafford Hello all you SLUH boys! Happy Dear Zanita, B., Valentines Day! Hi to Scott W., Matt H., Don't flatter yourself! English truck drivers drive Lorries. JeffL .• TomS .• Nick K., Phil 0., BenT., T. :Nby shouldn't we? and Kevin R. F., D., V.,&J. Love, Kelly K., Angie W., and Denise my love, Karin Y from R·K. Let's murder our spouses and run B., away together. Who are you calling a cantaloupe, PeloChico, you melonhead? J9 Dear Terry M., Screech Big C. Have you bad any candy late!y? Nichole, ANNE ANNE BOBANNE D'?ar Rachel, lbere is no way I could live without BANANAFANAFOFANNE You're the light of my world and the you. I need you so much. Stay with me FE FI MOMANNE ... ANNE love of my life. forevcz. Yours forevcz in love, From, Dear A.M. Mark Your love Let's just be friends. Iafrate My Southern Gal ToBr.M. A voice like the wind, she Rememb«, wehavealotincommon ToGeorge, whispers in the breeze, we can both tie our shoes, blow our nose, ~ My lover is radiant and ruddy; The words I love you put my and comb our hair. he stands out among thousands heart at ease. Love, Lisa R. His head is pure gold: A voice like the wind. the voice o/afentines 11 ~ --------------------------------~~~--------- DearM.M., . Roberta, Dear Zebo Zz"zent, Words can't say bow much I love We used to live next door to each I love you for the fact that you ~re the seeing you. There isn't a moment of the other. Now you live in Greenland and I last in the phone book. day when I don't think about you. You live in New Zealand. Still, sometimes, on Sincerely, know that there's nothing I wouldn't do a warm summer day, I dream of your A. Aach(firstinthephonebook) . for you. Happy Valentines Day. beauteous visage and curvaceous figure, Love, while tending the sheep~ My parents can't Mike, Kevin afford the plane tickets to Greenland, but Don't fake the funk on a. nasty dunk P.S. Will you go to the Sophomore class · I still miss you. I have a plan. First, you your buddy. dance with me? immigrate to the U.S., and enter the SHAQ Publisher's Clearing House Sweepstakes P.S. I like Eddie O'Bannon too. TomR.- (you know, the one with Ed McMahon), Juggling three is hard to then with the 10 million dollars from that; John, do you come to Z-Land, as we New Z-lan­ Iwon'tbecompleteuntilyoubuymy Somehow you narrowed ders affectionately call it, and we are shoes. it down to two reunited. Then, we invest the rest of the SHAQ I figured your plans money in pork bellies and live the rest of were going to flop our lives on a houseboat in the Indian Sea. CHIC. .Like always, you seem to Miss you lots, You'll never beat me. See ya on the come out on top. Lew street I still don't know how JOHN you got down to 1 DearC3PO, P.S. You hate that. I guess the other couldn't I'm glad you're mine get the job done! and'not that grime Mr. Sciuto, -27 Overbrook You're the cutest one Come back to us, we know you are around. fmally really on of us. Listen Chick, I hope you're never The Young I was going to write you a long series ·forced to frown. Republicans of tired cliches and stupid love glop, but I hope you had fun Club then I realized that it would be totally in room 908. meaningless and extremely stupid, so I I pray to God you won't Tom, didn't, yet I still felt that it would be be late (for your date) Please do not take me to college. impo~t to send some semblance of a The past six months Omni message to you on this day which society have made me happy dictates be some sort of lovey dovey as can be. H.P. occasion, and as much as I hated to do it, Any more joy and I I miss my chia · I ended up writing this. Anyhow, even my won't be able to see.