Where soldiers come to relax.
In high school, that was what Coach Harden would call us if he caught us screwing around...
All right you rubber nuts!! Knock it off!
I'm not quite sure what he meant by it, but it still haunts me.
Posted by Ray at 6:23 PM
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I'm reminded of Coach Jeffries. Oh, where are coaches like this anymore? Alas, I believe we are doomed to namby-paminess for sure without them.
Yes, I was reminded of Coach J. when writing this post.
I say put 'em in the White House and let's see where they take us, rubber nuts.
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