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    When we woke up, it was time for school again. We got ready for school. We went to school again, and did more assignments again. At lunch, Dave sat next to me. We ate our food and chatted amicably. We ate pizza, salad, corn, pineapples, and orange soda.

    After eating, there was still about 20 minutes left of our lunch hour. Dave and I went to Student Life Inside, and sat down. When we looked up, we saw the Sneerys again.

    Sneery Right said, “I see you two are still friends.” He smiled an evil smile.

    Sneery Left said, “After what happened the other day.”

    “Please just leave us alone. Like I told you before, we’ve never hurt you.” Dave said. I could see that the fear was back in Dave’s eyes. Dave was really scared of these guys. They must have had some strong hold over Dave.

    Dave begun to back away, but Sneery Right grabbed him. “Please leave me alone!” Dave cried again, his eyes as wide as saucers. He sounded and looked frightened. I felt bad for him. “Just let Dave go. He’s a real nice guy and wouldn’t hurt a fly,” I said standing up for him.

    Sneery Right let go of Dave. “We’re not going to beat you up again. Max Cartwright would kill us both if we ever touched you again.” Sneery right smiled an evil smile.

    Sneery left said, ‘yeah. He cares about you two.” He smiled a cruel smile too.

    Sneery Right said, ‘Dave must be his favorite charge. A charge he loves a lot. More than usual for a dormparent.”

    Dave’s color drained from his face. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said unconvincingly.

    “We know that you and Max Cartwright love each other. Like a gay couple.” Sneery Right smiled even more evilly.

    “That’s a lie,” Dave said. He backed away a little more.

    Sneery Left pushed him back to where he was. He put his face next to Dave’s menacingly.

    “There is no place for gays at PBA,” he said very quietly.

    Sneery Right said, ‘Only straight students can join our PBA.”

    Sneery Left said, “That means you’re not eligible, Dave,” he smiled more evilly too.

    “Dave said, ‘I’m not gay. I’m straight.” I could see sweat pouring down his face.

    The Sneerys were really scaring me. I wanted to leave. Even leave them Dave with them. But something wouldn’t let me. I knew what it was. Dave had stuck by me when I was getting beat up. He hadn’t betrayed me. He kept getting beat up too, but didn’t give in and betray me by calling me a Nig. I had to do the same thing for him. I stayed.

    Just then, Max stopped by. “Hi, Max Cartwright,” Sneery right said.

    Max’s eyes held a note of suspicion. “What’s going on?” He asked in a guarded, wary tone.

    “Oh, nothing. It’s just that Dave told us you two were dating. Sneery right said, smiling evilly.

    That was a lie! Dave denied the whole thing! I thought in shock and outrage.

    Sneery Left said, “You know that’s against the rules, don’t you, Mr. Dormparent?”

    Skippy said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said in a cool tone. “Dave and I aren’t dating.” He looked at Dave. “Are we Dave?” Dave shook his head.

    Skippy said, “I love my job way too much too risk it for dating a dorm resident.” He seemed so truthful, but I knew about them two.

    “But, Dave told us you two were dating,” Sneery Left said, grabbing at straws. He seemed kind of desperate and frustrated that neither Dave nor Skippy was taking the bait.

    “It’s not true,” Skippy said firmly. “Dave wouldn’t say that because it’s not true. Besides, Dave has a girlfriend. Her name is Allison.” I saw the taken aback look Dave gave Skippy, but the Sneerys didn’t notice.

    Dave decided to recover and play along. “Yeah, we’ve been in a long-distance relationship for a while now. She’s the love of my life. Besides, Max has a girlfriend too. Becky. She’s a really sweet girl.”

    Max decided to play along too. “Yes, Becky and I have been together for 5 months. We’re in a really committed relationship, and she’s the most wonderful girl I know.”

    Sneery Right said, “You guys were making out in Dave’s dorm.”

    Sneery Left said, “Yeah, you two were on Dave’s bed, getting it on.”

    Max said, outraged, “These allegations are scandalous and ridiculous! I’ll sue for defamation of character!”

    Dave said, “These two have nothing better to do than to make up false lies.” He looked around nervously.

    “You guys seem pretty defensive,” Sneery Left said, perceptively.

    “Yeah, they do. Let’s ask Darryl,” Sneery Right said. He turned to me.

    “Are Max and Dave a couple?” I looked into Dave’s eyes, which seemed to say, “Don’t let us out of the closet.” It was a pleading look,

    I looked at Max’s eyes next. I saw doubt and fear in them. They both didn’t want to be forced out of the closet.

    I said, “No, they are not a gay couple.” I saw the couple smile relieved smiles.

    Soon, it was time for class again. Dave thanked me for keeping their secrets. I welcomed him.

    We did more assignments. After school we went to the dorm and watched T.V. and did some homework. I fell asleep soon after, and stayed asleep until around 8 that night. I was hungry, and Dave said that he was hungry too, so he and I ate dinner at the dining hall. We ate vegetable soup, some garlic butter bread, some orange juice, and lobster. After eating, we bumped into the Sneerys.

    Dave and I tried to run, but the Sneerys were much to fast for us. Dave once again began shaking uncontrollably. Something was going on between all of them. What was it? I thought. Sneery left picked Dave up by his collar and pushed him into a wall. Dave quickly yelped.

    Sneery right punched Dave in his temple. Dave groaned and fell to his knees.

    “All I ever did was give you kindness,” Dave said softly. Sneery Left laughed cruelly and repeatedly punched Dave’s face. Dave looked like a rag doll.

    “We’re gonna beat the “gay” out of you!” Sneery Right said, pulling Dave by his hair and slamming his head into the floor. Dave groaned as a pool of blood came gushing out of his head.

    “Please, you’re gonna kill me!” Dave said emotionally. His eyes were rolling to the back of his head.

    “Stop!” I screamed, unable to take them beating him up anymore. “He’s never hurt you guys. “Why are you beating him up?” I was finally out of my trance. I had been in a sort of trance while they were beating him up.

    Sneery Left laughed cruelly. He continued to pummel Dave’s comatose body.

    “He knows what he did,” Sneery right said cruelly. What had Dave done to deserve this? Be gay? Being gay gave a person the right to beat them to once inch of their life? I questioned in my mind.

    Just then, Max showed up. When he saw what was happening, he flew into a rage. He angrily choked Sneery Left. Sneery Left begun to gag up blood. To Sneery Right he angrily slammed his head into the hard linoleum floor. Really hard.

    Finally, security showed up and took Max away from them. Then he called an ambulance for Dave. As Dave was being lifted into the ambulance, he weakly said, “I’ll see you soon Darryl. You too Max. He gave us a weak smile. We both said it back to him and the ambulance drove off. I couldn’t sleep too well. I was worried about Dave. After about 30 minutes, Max knocked on my dorm. I let him in.

    “I’m going to get George and Robert for what they did to my baby.” He looked and sounded very vindictive. “He looked ready to die when I found him! They could have killed him! What would have happened if I hadn’t shown up when I did? His voice choked with emotion. His face contorted with the anger of his emotions.

    “Please, no, don’t do anything to them,” I said. ‘You’re a dormparent. You can get into a lot of trouble. You can already get into trouble for what happened today,” I continued solemnly.

    I saw the dark shadows in Max’s eyes. “Number one rule of dormparents. “Protect your charges and take care of your charges,” he said solemnly.

    “Especially the charge you fell in love with,” I told him softly.

    “Yeah, I love Dave, you know?” Max asked. He looked troubled. “And when I saw what they were doing to Dave, I couldn’t take it. I got really angry. I lost it. Dave has never hurt anyone in his life, and didn’t deserve that.”

    ‘I know. They beat him up before,” I said. Skippy’s eyes got shocked and even angrier. “What they beat him up before? Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked me, looking accusingly.

    ‘I chuckled weakly. “I thought you already knew. I had just spilled the beans.

    “No, I didn’t. It seems as if Dave doesn’t tell me stuff like this anymore.” He looked sad.

    “He probably didn’t want you to worry,” I said weakly.

    “I am worried. They took him to an ambulance! I hope he’s okay,” Skippy said, wringing his hands nervously. He checked his watch. ‘I’d better go in and check on him. You wanna come with me?” he asked me.

    “Sure”, I said. I was sure Dave would be thrilled to see us.

    Skippy drove us to the hospital. At the hospital, we went to Dave’s room. Dave looked like hell when we saw him. He was having trouble breathing, so he had tubes up his nose. He had a bunch of bruises on his body too, and his eyes were half-closed.

    “Hi, Darryl,” he said weakly, smiling at me. “Hi, Max,” he said, smiling at him too.

    “Hi,” we both said.

    Max said, ‘I hate what those guys did to you.”

    Dave said, “It’s okay.”

    Max said, ‘No it’s not okay. Look at you. You’re in a hospital! Look what they did too you.” His voice cracked with emotion.

    “I said, “We hope you will feel better soon.”

    Max said, ‘I love you, you know, and it hurts me to see you like this. I want to get those guys good. And don’t think I don’t know about the first time you got beat up,” he added.

    “You told Max about that?” Dave asked me, accusingly.

    ‘It kind of slipped out, I said.

    “Dave said, ‘I didn’t want to worry you Max.’

    “No, I’m not worried at ALL,” Max said with sarcastic emphasis. “My boyfriend is just covered in bruises, breathing through a tube! I’m not worried at all!”

    “Dave said, ‘Please. I just want to some rest,” Dave said, looking really tired.

    Max said, “Fine. Bye. Feel better soon.”

    “Thanks for coming,” he said to both of us.

    We both welcomed him. We left.

    While Dave recovered, Max spent a lot of time with me. I think he was using me to replace Dave in his life. He obviously needed a friend, and I obliged. We watched T. V. together and played video games with each other, and just hung out and chatted. Max was a really cool guy, not just my dormparent or my dormmate’s boyfriend. We had fun together.

    When Dave recovered, Skippy picked him up from the hospital. Dave spent a day in bed, and we tended to him. Skippy fed him soup, and I rubbed his feet. The next day, Dave was okay to go back to school. At school, we saw the Sneerys. And they saw us.

    I looked into Dave’s eyes. I was expecting to see anger for what they did to him, but I didn’t see anger. He actually looked compassionate for them. And he fear too.

    “Hey, Dave, nice stay in the hospital?” Sneery left said asked evilly. Sneery Right said, “We gave you a little vacation.”

    Dave asked, sounding weary, ‘why are you picking on me?”

    Sneery left said, ‘You know what you did.” Sneery Right answered and grinned nastily.

    Dave looked at me with chagrined eyes. But to them, he said, ‘That was a long time ago. Leave me alone.”

    Sneery Right said, ‘We can tell your “friend” Max about what happened.

    “Don’t you tell him anything!” Dave said, said, sounding outraged.

    ‘You don’t want your gay lover to find out you used to snort crack? That you were a serious crack head who was going around stealing money to support your habit?” Sneery left asked.

    “Leave Max out of this,” Dave said sweating.

    “Huh. Dave, you didn’t deny that Max is your lover,” Sneery Right said.

    Even I noticed that.

    Dave said, “Max is not my boyfriend.”

    Sneery Left said, “And Rupaul is not a cross-dresser.

    Dave said, ‘I already told you I’m not gay.”

    Sneery Right said, “We have gay radar. And our gay radar is going off around you.”

    Sneery Left said, ‘Yeah. And it’s beeping really loudly around you.” Dave and I both tried to run, but the Sneerys were much too fast for us.

    “Where you going, you little fa? “ Sneery right asked Dave, pushing him into a wall.

    Sneery Left said, “Yeah, you homo, you’re not going anywhere.” Dave tried to leave, but Sneery Right held his arms, while Sneery Left prepared to kick him in the stomach.

    Dave’s eyes held a lot of fear in them again as he anticipated Sneery Left’s kick in the gut.

    “Stop!” I screamed again. “Let go of Dave.”

    “So, the little thug from North Miami is stepping to Dave’s defense,” Sneery Right said with a sneer. ‘The little mugger from North Miami.”

    Sneery Left said, “Yeah, the criminal who hijacked cars, robbed stores and houses, and mugged people before he got here is sticking up for another thief. “

    How’d they know that? The color drained from my face. How did they know that I used to be a thief?

    “You two deserve each other. Two thieves should be great company for each other,” he continued.

    Did Dave tell? I thought. I looked into Dave’s eyes. He slightly shook his head. He hadn’t.

    Sneery right said, “maybe we should just leave them alone.” Sneery Left agreed, and they left.

    I looked at Dave. “How’d they know about me?” I asked.

    “Dave said, “How’d they know about Max and me?”

    I answered him. “At lunch one day, Max put his arm around your shoulder and you were happy. Max did that in plain view of a lot of people. Maybe one of them told.”

    “But, that was only a few seconds, “Dave said, making an excuse.”

    “Yeah, but those few seconds did happen. Anyone who was watching could have told.”

    “Yeah, that’s true,” Dave said.

    “The real issue is how’d they know I used to be a criminal?” I asked. I began to tremble out of fear.

    “I don’t know, “Dave said. “I never said a word to anyone.”

    “I know. I believed Dave. “Maybe our dorm is bugged?” I suggested.

    Dave’s eyes got big in shock. “You think that could be true?” He asked, looking scared.

    “Yes. That’s the only way they could know about me.”

    Dave suddenly realized something. “Remember what they said yesterday?”

    “What?” I asked/ answered him.

    “They said, “Max and you were on your bed, in your dorm kissing.’ How would they know about that?”

    “That’s true, “I said thoughtfully. “Let’s go check it out.”

    We walked to our dorm, searching for the ‘bug.” We frantically looked in all our draws, in the bathroom, under the T.V stand, and the closet, both nightstands, and even in the mini-fridge, but with no luck. I said, ‘No such luck.” Dave said, “We haven’t checked under the beds yet. ‘Yeah, we haven’t,” I said. We looked under my bed, and found nothing. Then we looked under Dave’s bed, and found nothing.

    We were about to get up, but Dave suddenly said, “Look, there is something hiding under my card.” Surely enough, we picked up the card and found the “bug.” We picked it up. Dave looked violated. I didn’t blame him. I felt violated too. Into the bug, Dave said, ‘Leave us alone!” Dave took the bug and threw it out the window.

    “Wait, what are you doing?” I asked him. “You should have kept that for evidence,” I said.

    “Oh yeah,” Dave said sheepishly. We both went outside into the dorm yard to look for it. We miraculously found it in some grass. I picked it up and put it in Dave’s pocket and went to our dorm.

    Dave looked upset. “Why don’t they just leave me alone?” I could see the shadows in Dave’s eyes. I wondered something.

    “Dave, why are you so afraid of them? What kind of hold do they have over you?”

    Dave looked away from me.

    “Are you in some sort of trouble Dave?” I asked. I could see Dave stiffen. I knew he was hiding something.

    “Dave, I’m your friend. You should be able to tell me your problems,” I said soothingly.

    ‘I can’t tell you”, Dave said chokingly. Aha! I knew there WAS something he was hiding.
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    “I won’t tell anyone, I promise.” I said. Dave looked at me with doubt in his eyes. I knew he wanted to open up, but wasn’t sure how to.

    “You really promise?” Dave asked me.

    “Yes,” I assured him.

    Dave walked over to his drawer and took out a bag of white stuff. I knew what that “white stuff” was.

    “Dave, no!” I said in shock. “I thought you were done with that it.”

    Dave took a deep breath. “I am. I’m not going to snort this, “Dave assured me.

    I took a deep breath. “Then why do you have it?” I asked.

    Dave took a deep breath. “I’m being blackmailed. George and Rob gave it to me so that I can sell it to other students. Get them hooked just like I was. They want me to get the money and give it to them, just like a hooker. They want me to be their drug puppet. I refuse to, so they beat the shait out of me. I’m scared of them! They are 6’9, and huge. They are 5 times as strong as I am and have so much more force than I do.” Dave shuddered. “They always beat up on me.”

    “Dave,” I said softly. “I feel for you.” I gave him a hug. He hugged back. After we hugged, Dave said something else. “Also, if I don’t sell the drugs, they will tell the whole school about Max and me. About our secret relationship. Max will be in big trouble, and I will become a black sheep in this school.”

    I felt extremely bad for him. Poor Dave. He’d done nothing to deserve this.

    Dave and I had forgotten about the bug in Dave’s pocket. When we remembered, we were ready to confront the Sneerys. We went to the Sneery’s dorm, but there was nobody there. We were extremely upset, but we went back to the dorm. We were almost ready to go to Dean Riley, but we weren’t sure that that was a good idea.

    We both went to sleep. The next day, we got ready for school. We did our assignments, but around 1:00, during lunch, we happened to go outside, and we saw Max there. We smiled and waved at him. He smiled and waved too. All of a sudden, a gunshot rung out and hit Max. Max fell to the ground, and was bleeding.

    “Max!” Dave cried inhumanly and ran to him. There was a lot of commotion. People were screaming in panic, like maniacs.

    Dave held Max in his arms, while I took off my shirt and tried to stop Max’s bleeding.

    Max was groaning in pain. “I love you, Dave,” he said weakly, his eyes half-closed.

    “I love you too,” Dave said softly. Max closed his eyes for the final time.

    Dave begun to cry uncontrollably. “No, no, no!” Dave cried, like a lunatic. Even I began to cry a bit. Max was a nice person. I couldn’t believe he was dead. I missed him already.

    All of a sudden, Max's eyes fluttered open. Dave gave a hopeful smile.

    I didn’t know that Max was still alive. I guess I saved him by stopping his bleeding. But, he still had a bullet lodged in his stomach. I called ambulance for him. Ambulance came in 3 minutes and a paramedic put Max on a stretcher. “And thank you Darryl. You saved my life.” He said, smiling gratefully, but weakly.

    I welcomed him. Dave said, “I’m coming with you.” The paramedic looked at him questionably. Dave said, “He’s one of my best friends.” The paramedic let him come into the ambulance with Max. “Can I come too?” I asked the paramedic. The paramedic asked, “Let me guess. He’s your “friend” too?” I think he knew about Dave and Max. “He’s my dormparent,” I said.

    The paramedic let me come ride too. In the ambulance, Dave and Max held hands. I could see the love between them. Dave looked lovingly but worried at the same time.

    I saw the paramedic look at Max and Dave hold hands and smiled a little knowingly. It was amazing that they kept their secret for so long. Anyone who saw them together could see the love they were in for each other.

    The paramedic took us to a hospital, and Max was put in ER. After he was seen at the ER, they put him in a room and Dave sat next to him and said, “I’m glad you’re alive.” He smiled.

    Max said weakly, ‘”I’m alive with a bullet in my stomach.” He smiled ruefully.

    Dave gave Max a hug and then gave him a kiss on his cheek. “I thought you were dead and that was one of the worst days of my life.”

    I may by dead if they don’t take this bullet out of me,” Max said ruefully again.

    Dave said, ‘It’ll be fine.”

    Just then, a doctor came in and said that Max needed immediate surgery. He and a few more doctors operated on Max and removed the bullet. They stitched Max up and said he’d be fine.

    Dave and I did relived sighs. Max had to stay overnight and Dave said that he wouldn’t leave Max’s side. I reminded Dave that he had school the next day.

    Dave’s answer? “Screw school! My boyfriend just had surgery!” He sounded vehement.

    Max said ruefully, “As your boyfriend, I must say that’s really sweet, but as your dormparent, I must say, “Go to school!” Max’s eyes struggled to stay open. I could tell he really needed his rest.

    Dave said, ‘I want to stay with you!”

    Max said, ‘I want you to stay with me too, but I love you and don’t want you to miss out on your education.” Max’s eyes looked ready to stop the struggle.

    “Can’t I stay with you just a little longer?” Dave pleaded.

    The next sound Dave and I both heard was snoring. Max was fast asleep.

    Dave reluctantly said, ‘We should go now. “We wondered how the hell we were going to get home. We didn’t have any money on us to take a bus back to the dorm. Suddenly, Dave had an idea. He took out his cellphone and dialed a number. “I’m calling Rodney Kelly to pick us up. He’s my friend, and I’m sure he’ll take us.”

    He spoke into the cellphone. “Rodney, hi. Cab you pick up Darryl Johnson and me from the hospital? Max is in the hospital, and we have no way to get home.”

    After a pause, Dave said, “Thank you,” and hung up. Rodney said he’ll get us in about 20 minutes.”

    We waited for Rodney, and while we waited, I asked Dave, “You know, people are going to know that you and Max are a gay couple. You guys told each other “I love you” in front of a lot of people.
    Dave said, “I know what you’re talking about, but that happened while people were panicking over gunshots. I don’t think people will focus on that while thinking about a random gunshot.

    Yeah, you are right,” I said.

    In a little while later, Rodney showed up. We hopped into his car and thanked him for picking us up. He welcomed us, and then drove us home. We all got out, and Rodney hoped that Max was okay.

    “Thanks, Rodney,” Dave said gratefully. “For the ride and your concern.”

    “You’re welcome. Hey, us gays got to stick together,” Rodney said with a wink.

    I saw the surprise in Dave’s eyes. “How did you know I was gay?”

    “Come on, you know “we” have gay radar. We can tell who is gay and who is not. That’s one plus of being gay,” Rodney answered with a smile.

    Dave blushed. “We’re always getting shunned just for our sexual preferences.”

    Rodney said, ‘It shouldn’t be that way. We shouldn’t be shunned.

    Dave said, “I wish they would stop treating us like we all have diseases. Especially George and Rob.”

    Rodney said, “You know those two are gay, don’t you?” George and Rob are “in the closet”. They are a couple.

    Dave’s eyes widened in surprise. “They are?”

    Rodney tsk-tsked. “Your radar must have been malfunctioning around those guys. Don’t you see that they always hang out together? They spend a LOT of time with each other. And I know they are a couple because I saw them kiss on the lips. They just treat other gays badly because they are afraid of being shunned, so they take their fear out on other gays.”

    Dave said, “I think they bugged our dorm the other day. “ Rodney said, ‘They probably did that to get the dirt on you and Max. They want to throw “gay” suspicion off of themselves.”
    Dave remembered something. “They told me they had gay-radar. They told me that’s how come they knew I was gay.”

    “There’s your clue,” Rodney said.
    Dave said, “How’d you know about Max?” He looked shy.

    Rodney gave him a knowing look. “Come on, anybody can see that you two are together. You give each other “lovebird” looks.”

    “Oh.” Dave said.

    I had been silent during their conversation. Rodney finally asked if I had anything to say. I shook my head.

    Rodney asked, ‘You sure?”

    I finally said something. “I feel left out because you two are talking about gay solidarity. I’m straight, so I feel that you are excluding me.”

    Rodney said, “I think we can include you in our “solidarity.” I know you’re straight, but you are not a gay basher. You are an open person.”

    I smiled self-consciously.

    Dave said, “Yeah. You seem to have a bit of gay radar yourself, Darryl.”

    I looked at him with surprise. “I do?” I asked.

    “Yes. I remember that you saw right through figuring out that Max was my boyfriend.” Dave said.

    “I guessed that because you were smiling very happily when I mentioned Max,” I replied.

    “Yeah, that was a big tip-off,” Dave said sheepishly.

    “And you lied,” I said.

    “Let’s not get into this again,” Dave said, sounding reluctant. “I lied to protect Max and my reputation.” Dave really didn’t want to go into this again. I let it go.

    Rodney said, “You and Max have a very star crossed relationship. You have the worst of both worlds. You and he are dormparent/ dorm resident, you two are a gay couple which is shunned on this campus, and Max can get into trouble for dating because of statuary rape, since Max is 18, a legal adult. You two are like Romeo and Juliet, except you’re more like Romeo and Romeo.”

    “Except our families don’t hate each other,” Dave said ruefully.

    Rodney said wryly, “No, but if the school finds out about you two, you’re gonna feel just like them.”

    Rodney looked at him emphatically. “I know what you’re going through. It’s hard to have to carry that big a secret around with you. It sometimes feels as if overwhelming. You feel as if you are living a lie. Hiding your true self. Pretending to be straight when you know you’re not.”

    Dave looked at him with understanding. “I know what you mean. I hate that I have to hide myself too. I want to be able to come out too.”

    Rodney said, “Society is becoming better about “us.” We’re being more accepted.”

    Dave said, “Yeah”. We all went into our own dorms.

    Dave begun to softly cry. He pulled up a pillow to his chest and sobbed deep, racking sobs.

    “Dave,” I said softly. I put my arm around him. After he calmed down a bit, he said waverly, “He did nothing to get shot.”

    “I know, I know,” I said soothingly. I smoothed Dave’s hair.

    Dave looked at me with sad, pained eyes. I could see how much pain he was in over Max. “I can’t believe I almost lost Max,” he said in a tortured voice.

    I didn’t know what to say. I just gave him an understanding look.

    “Come on, let’s go walk around,” I finally said a while later. Maybe you’ll feel better.”

    Dave sadly agreed. He thanked me for saving Max’s life. I said, ‘You’re welcome.” We began to walk around when suddenly we saw the Sneerys. They didn’t see us, but Sneery Left and Sneery Right were talking amicably to each other.
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    “I won’t tell anyone, I promise.” I said. Dave looked at me with doubt in his eyes. I knew he wanted to open up, but wasn’t sure how to.

    “You really promise?” Dave asked me.

    “Yes,” I assured him.

    Dave walked over to his drawer and took out a bag of white stuff. I knew what that “white stuff” was.

    “Dave, no!” I said in shock. “I thought you were done with that it.”

    Dave took a deep breath. “I am. I’m not going to snort this, “Dave assured me.

    I took a deep breath. “Then why do you have it?” I asked.

    Dave took a deep breath. “I’m being blackmailed. George and Rob gave it to me so that I can sell it to other students. Get them hooked just like I was. They want me to get the money and give it to them, just like a hooker.

    They want me to be their drug puppet. I refuse to, so they beat the shit out of me. I’m scared of them! They are 6’9, and huge. They are 5 times as strong as I am and have so much more force than I do.” Dave shuddered. “They always beat up on me.”

    “Dave,” I said softly. “I feel for you.” I gave him a hug. He hugged back. After we hugged, Dave said something else. “Also, if I don’t sell the drugs, they will tell the whole school about Max and me. About our secret relationship. Max will be in big trouble, and I will become a black sheep in this school.”

    I felt extremely bad for him. Poor Dave. He’d done nothing to deserve this.

    Dave and I had forgotten about the bug in Dave’s pocket. When we remembered, we were ready to confront the Sneerys. We went to the Sneery’s dorm, but there was nobody there. We were extremely upset, but we went back to the dorm. We were almost ready to go to Dean Riley, but we weren’t sure that that was a good idea.

    We both went to sleep. The next day, we got ready for school. We did our assignments, but around 1:00, during lunch, we happened to go outside, and we saw Max there. We smiled and waved at him. He smiled and waved too. All of a sudden, a gunshot rung out and hit Max. Max fell to the ground, and was bleeding.

    “Max!” Dave cried inhumanly and ran to him. There was a lot of commotion. People were screaming in panic, like maniacs.

    Dave held Max in his arms, while I took off my shirt and tried to stop Max’s bleeding.

    Max was groaning in pain. “I love you, Dave,” he said weakly, his eyes half-closed.

    “I love you too,” Dave said softly. Max said,"Darryl, thanks for holding back my bleeding. It means a lot to me.

    I thanked Max and Dave also thanked me. Max welcomed me. Max closed his eyes for the final time.

    Dave begun to cry uncontrollably. “No, no, no!” Dave cried, like a lunatic. Even I began to cry a bit. Max was a nice person. I couldn’t believe he was dead. I missed him already.

    All of a sudden, Max's eyes fluttered open. Dave gave a hopeful smile.

    I didn’t know that Max was still alive. Luckily I was able to hold back his bleeding and help save his life. But, he still had a bullet lodged in his stomach. I called ambulance for him. Ambulance came in 3 minutes and a paramedic put Max on a stretcher. “And once again thank you Darryl. You really saved my life.” He said, smiling gratefully, but weakly. I welcomed Max. Dave once again thanked me and I welcomed Dave.

    Dave said, “I’m coming with you.” The paramedic looked at him questionably. Dave said, “He’s one of my best friends.” The paramedic let him come into the ambulance with Max. “Can I come too?” I asked the paramedic. The paramedic asked, “Let me guess. He’s your “friend” too?” I think he knew about Dave and Max. “He’s my dormparent,” I said.

    The paramedic let me come ride too. In the ambulance, Dave and Max held hands. I could see the love between them. Dave looked lovingly but worried at the same time.

    I saw the paramedic look at Max and Dave hold hands and smiled a little knowingly. It was amazing that they kept their secret for so long. Anyone who saw them together could see the love they were in for each other.

    The paramedic took us to a hospital, and Max was put in ER. After he was seen at the ER, they put him in a room and Dave sat next to him and said, “I’m glad you’re alive.” He smiled.

    Max said weakly, ‘”I’m alive with a bullet in my stomach.” He smiled ruefully.

    Dave gave Max a hug and then gave him a kiss on his cheek. “I thought you were dead and that was one of the worst days of my life.”

    I may by dead if they don’t take this bullet out of me,” Max said ruefully again.

    Dave said, ‘It’ll be fine.”

    Just then, a doctor came in and said that Max needed immediate surgery. He and a few more doctors operated on Max and removed the bullet. They stitched Max up and said he’d be fine.

    Dave and I did relived sighs. Max had to stay overnight and Dave said that he wouldn’t leave Max’s side. I reminded Dave that he had school the next day.

    Dave’s answer? “Screw school! My boyfriend just had surgery!” He sounded vehement.

    Max said ruefully, “As your boyfriend, I must say that’s really sweet, but as your dormparent, I must say, “Go to school!” Max’s eyes struggled to stay open. I could tell he really needed his rest.

    Dave said, ‘I want to stay with you!”

    Max said, ‘I want you to stay with me too, but I love you and don’t want you to miss out on your education.” Max’s eyes looked ready to stop the struggle.

    “Can’t I stay with you just a little longer?” Dave pleaded.

    The next sound Dave and I both heard was snoring. Max was fast asleep.

    Dave reluctantly said, ‘We should go now. “We wondered how the hell we were going to get home. We didn’t have any money on us to take a bus back to the dorm. Suddenly, Dave had an idea. He took out his cellphone and dialed a number. “I’m calling Rodney Kelly to pick us up. He’s my friend, and I’m sure he’ll take us.”

    He spoke into the cellphone. “Rodney, hi. Can you pick up Darryl Johnson and me from the hospital? Max is in the hospital, and we have no way to get home.”

    After a pause, Dave said, “Thank you,” and hung up. Rodney said he’ll get us in about 20 minutes.”

    We waited for Rodney, and while we waited, I asked Dave, “You know, people are going to know that you and Max are a gay couple. You guys told each other “I love you” in front of a lot of people.

    Dave said, “I know what you’re talking about, but that happened while people were panicking over gunshots. I don’t think people will focus on that while thinking about a random gunshot.

    Yeah, you are right,” I said.

    In a little while later, Rodney showed up. We hopped into his car and thanked him for picking us up. He welcomed us, and then drove us home. We all got out, and Rodney hoped that Max was okay.

    “Thanks, Rodney,” Dave said gratefully. “For the ride and your concern.”

    “You’re welcome. Hey, us gays got to stick together,” Rodney said with a wink.

    I saw the surprise in Dave’s eyes. “How did you know I was gay?”

    “Come on, you know “we” have gay radar. We can tell who is gay and who is not. That’s one plus of being gay,” Rodney answered with a smile.

    Dave blushed. “We’re always getting shunned just for our sexual preferences.”

    Rodney said, ‘It shouldn’t be that way. We shouldn’t be shunned.

    Dave said, “I wish they would stop treating us like we all have diseases. Especially George and Rob.”

    Rodney said, “You know those two are gay, don’t you?” George and Rob are “in the closet”. They are a couple.

    Dave’s eyes widened in surprise. “They are?”

    Rodney tsk-tsked. “Your radar must have been malfunctioning around those guys. Don’t you see that they always hang out together? They spend a LOT of time with each other. And I know they are a couple because I saw them kiss on the lips. They just treat other gays badly because they are afraid of being shunned, so they take their fear out on other gays.”

    Dave said, “I think they bugged our dorm the other day. “ Rodney said, ‘They probably did that to get the dirt on you and Max. They want to throw “gay” suspicion off of themselves.”
    Dave remembered something. “They told me they had gay-radar. They told me that’s how come they knew I was gay.”

    “There’s your clue,” Rodney said.
    Dave said, “How’d you know about Max?” He looked shy.

    Rodney gave him a knowing look. “Come on, anybody can see that you two are together. You give each other “lovebird” looks.”

    “Oh.” Dave said.

    I had been silent during their conversation. Rodney finally asked if I had anything to say. I shook my head.

    Rodney asked, ‘You sure?”

    I finally said something. “I feel left out because you two are talking about gay solidarity. I’m straight, so I feel that you are excluding me.”

    Rodney said, “I think we can include you in our “solidarity.” I know you’re straight, but you are not a gay basher. You are an open person.”

    I smiled self-consciously.

    Dave said, “Yeah. You seem to have a bit of gay radar yourself, Darryl.”

    I looked at him with surprise. “I do?” I asked.

    “Yes. I remember that you saw right through figuring out that Max was my boyfriend.” Dave said.

    “I guessed that because you were smiling very happily when I mentioned Max,” I replied.

    “Yeah, that was a big tip-off,” Dave said sheepishly.

    “And you lied,” I said.

    “Let’s not get into this again,” Dave said, sounding reluctant. “I lied to protect Max and my reputation.” Dave really didn’t want to go into this again. I let it go.

    Rodney said, “You and Max have a very star crossed relationship. You have the worst of both worlds. You and he are dormparent/ dorm resident, you two are a gay couple which is shunned on this campus, and Max can get into trouble for dating because of statuary rape, since Max is 18, a legal adult. You two are like Romeo and Juliet, except you’re more like Romeo and Romeo.”

    “Except our families don’t hate each other,” Dave said ruefully.

    Rodney said wryly, “No, but if the school finds out about you two, you’re gonna feel just like them.”

    Rodney looked at him emphatically. “I know what you’re going through. It’s hard to have to carry that big a secret around with you. It sometimes feels as if overwhelming. You feel as if you are living a lie. Hiding your true self. Pretending to be straight when you know you’re not.”

    Dave looked at him with understanding. “I know what you mean. I hate that I have to hide myself too. I want to be able to come out too.”

    Rodney said, “Society is becoming better about “us.” We’re being more accepted.”

    Dave said, “Yeah”. We all went into our own dorms.

    Dave begun to softly cry. He pulled up a pillow to his chest and sobbed deep, racking sobs.

    “Dave,” I said softly. I put my arm around him. After he calmed down a bit, he said waverly, “He did nothing to get shot.”

    “I know, I know,” I said soothingly. I smoothed Dave’s hair.

    Dave looked at me with sad, pained eyes. I could see how much pain he was in over Max. “I can’t believe I almost lost Max,” he said in a tortured voice.

    I didn’t know what to say. I just gave him an understanding look.

    “Come on, let’s go walk around,” I finally said a while later. Maybe you’ll feel better.”

    Dave sadly agreed. He thanked me for saving Max’s life. I said, ‘You’re welcome.” We began to walk around when suddenly we saw the Sneerys. They didn’t see us, but Sneery Left and Sneery Right were talking amicably to each other.
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    Anytime I see this thread I always think of Larry and his brother Darryl & his other brother Darryl from the Newhart show.


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    “Thanks, Rodney,” Dave said gratefully. “For the ride and your concern.”

    “You’re welcome. Hey, us gays got to stick together,” Rodney said with a wink.

    I saw the surprise in Dave’s eyes. “How did you know I was gay?”

    “Come on, you know “we” have gay radar. We can tell who is gay and who is not. That’s one plus of being gay,” Rodney answered with a smile.

    Dave blushed. “We’re always getting shunned just for our sexual preferences.

    Rodney said, ‘It shouldn’t be that way. We shouldn’t be shunned.

    Dave said, “I wish they would stop treating us like we all have diseases. Especially George and Rob.”

    Rodney said, “You know those two are gay, don’t you?” George and Rob are “in the closet”. They are a couple.

    Dave’s eyes widened in surprise. “They are?”

    Rodney tsk-tsked. “Your radar must have been malfunctioning around those guys. Don’t you see that they always hang out together? They spend a LOT of time with each other. And I know they are a couple because I saw them kiss on the lips. They just treat other gays badly because they are afraid of being shunned, so they take their fear out on other gays.”
    This is some of the best writing in the whole gay romance subgenre. Aside from the fact that Rodney's assertion logically implies that all Argentine men are gay (it's actually more like 82% rather than 100%). That MDawg retard should be quoting this stuff.

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    I am finally finished with this Darryl story!

    They soon kissed on the mouth for about 30 seconds, and then both looked around furtively, and then went their separate ways. Dave and I couldn’t believe what we had seen. Dave looked at me in surprise. He didn’t really look sad anymore. Okay, he did, but just a little.

    “I can’t believe it,” I said to Dave.

    “I know, Rodney was right,” Dave said. “And they torture me for being gay.” He shook his head.

    We continued to walk, and bumped in to Sneery Left. Sneery Left said, “So how’s your gay boyfriend’s stay in the hospital?” He sneered.

    Dave said, “Why’d you bug our room?”

    Sneery Left said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.

    Dave said coolly, ‘You said, ‘That Max and I were on my bed, making out. You wouldn’t know that unless you bugged our room.” I noticed something. Dave basically admitted something.

    Sneery Left said, “All right. Yes we bugged your room.”

    “Why did you do that?’ Dave seemed cool.

    “I don’t have to tell you anything,” He said. “We just know that you and Max are a gay couple.”

    Dave took a deep breath. “Yes, I am gay. No more lying, no more hiding, no more denying. I’m in love with a very special man. But, I don’t deserve to be beat up for my sexual preferences. And I certainly don’t deserve to have my privacy invaded,” Dave said softly.

    Sneery Left said, “You and Max Cartwright are breaking the rules by being a couple.”

    “No more lying,” Dave said again. “Max and I are a couple, and have been dating for over two years. How long have you and George been dating?” Dave asked. Aha! He gave Sneery Left a very “catching” question.

    “We’ve been dating for over a year,” Sneery Left answered, then clamped his hand over his moth.

    “What was that?” Dave asked softly.

    “Nothing,” Sneery Left said, nervously.

    Dave said, “We know that you and George or a gay couple. We saw you and him kissing.” He gave Sneery Left a cool smirk.

    “You bitch!” Sneery Left cried emotionally. I could see the fear in his eyes.

    “Come on, Rob. Being gay is not something to be ashamed of. Come out of the closet,” Dave said soothingly.

    “I don’t want to be shunned,” Sneery Left confessed.

    Just then, Sneery Right showed up. “Hey, Dave, worried about your gay ass lover, Max Cartwright?” He sneered too. His sneer faded as he realized that we were all staring at him.

    “What’s going on?” He asked us.

    I finally spoke. “Hi, George,” I said in a cool tone.

    Sneery Right knew something was up. He looked at his boyfriend, Sneery Left. Sneery Left lowered his gaze to the ground.

    ‘Did you tell them about us?” Sneery Right screamed emotionally at Sneery Left.

    “You just did,” I said coolly.

    Sneery Right said, “He and I are just friends.” He looked very agitated. “Please don’t tell anyone,” he added to Dave and I, looking caught.

    “I thought you and he were “just friends,” I pointed out. “Why can’t we tell anyone that you two are friends?’

    Sneery Right said, “Okay, okay, Rob and I are in love with each other. We’re boyfriends.” Sneery Left nodded.

    Dave said, “And you two beat me up for being gay, and landed me in a hospital.’ He seemed a little embittered.

    Sneery Right said,” Sorry. We only did that to you because we were trying to hide our own identities.”

    Sneery Left said, ‘I’m sorry too. If you don’t tell anyone that we’re gay, we will never beat you up again.” He looked very scared. “We’ll never ask you to sell Cocaine again,” he promised. Sneery Right nodded.

    Dave said, “Deal. But you know, there are plenty of “us” in this school. Max, I, and you two aren’t the only gays on this campus. Being gay isn’t a crime.”

    Sneery Right said, “But, I doubt that dean Riley will allow gays to run the PBA.”

    Dave said, “If he would ban you two from running the PBA just because you’re gay, that would be discriminatory.” Dave looked very convinced.

    The Sneerys stared at each other. “Maybe it’s a good idea to come out,” Sneery Right said to Sneery Left. Sneery Left agreed.

    They left. Over the next weeks, max recovered, and it was found out that Max’s gunshot was the result of a random gunman trying to rob the Marshall Johnson treasury, who got nervous, and shot out of panic. He was caught and put in prison.

    Turned out that people did remember that Dave and Max said, ‘I love you’ to each other the day Max was shot. Dave and Max decided to clear the air. In a crowded auditorium, Dave and Max went to the stage, holding hands, and announced that they were a gay couple. They said that they were tired of hiding their love for each other. They both looked relieved, but Dean Riley announced that Max would have to become another dormparent. He was fired as our dormparent, but was still allowed to date Dave.

    He became the dormparent of Anderson Hall.

    The Sneerys came out too, but were still allowed to be the PBA presidents. The Sneerys apologized to me and Dave for beating us up and calling me a Nig. They were suspended for two weeks after admitting that they did that to Dave and I on stage. Dave became the “sub” president of the PBA. All the members adored him.

    As fort me, I am still enjoying my freshman year at MJ academy. I talk to my mom every day and tell her I love her every day. She tells me the same thing. I have such a great year ahead of me at this school. The drama is over and I am just going to have fun at this school. The end.

    I forgot something. The public “coming out” inspired 400 Johnies to come out of the closet. They weren’t hiding in that closet anymore, and all looked happy and relieved. Dave announced to me that he and Max were going to get “committed” to each other when Dave turned 18.

    “Committed” is a gay version of a marriage, since America doesn’t allow gay marriage, but will allow “commitments”. . Dave asked me to be his best man. I happily accepted. Guess I’ll have to wait two years for that to happen. Oh well, I know they are in love now, and will still be in love in the future. Okay, bye for real this time.
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    Anytime I see this thread I always think of Larry and his brother Darryl & his other brother Darryl from the Newhart show.

    Just think of all the human hours wasted watching television, reading books, and listening to music.

    Got up to pee. Going back to bed. Ha.
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    Originally Posted by Gottlob View Post
    Just think of all the human hours wasted watching television, reading books, and listening to music..
    OK, I just thought of it.

    Now what?

    Should I expect some form of epiphany?
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    Originally Posted by MisterV View Post
    Originally Posted by Gottlob View Post
    Just think of all the human hours wasted watching television, reading books, and listening to music..
    OK, I just thought of it.

    Now what?

    Should I expect some form of epiphany?
    You want an "epiphany"?


    Originally Posted by MisterV View Post
    OK, I just thought of it. Now what? Should I expect some form of epiphany?
    --->

    Jus' Like That! A Night Out With Tommy Cooper. [Spot 1.]

    Motions to fix the time to which to adjourn. [Spot 2.]

    Feast of the Holy Winding Sheet of Christ. [Spot 3.]

    Motion to fix the time to which to adjourn. [Spot 4.]

    Population history of the United States.

    Wheatfield Township, Summit County, Ohio.

    Winding Sheet of Christ, Feast of the Holy. [Spot 7.]

    A. M. Patel Institute of Computer Studies.

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    Put it all together to get 137, and, 142 . Ha.

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    Originally Posted by Gottlob View Post
    Put it all together to get 137, and, 142 . Ha.
    Hmmm...why is the number 37 everywhere?

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    Originally Posted by MisterV View Post
    Hmmm...why is the number 37 everywhere?
    At some point, the TOE has to reconcile the universe's underlying pattern, in terms of the numerals, with that of infinitude/finitude. Namely, to produce the particular numerals that I've been spouting, all along. Numerals with min/max, and saddle-point, properties.
    Garnabby + OppsIdidItAgain + ThomasClines* (or TomasHClines) + The Grim Reaper + LMR + OneHitWonder* (or 1HitWon/1der) + Bill Yung ---> GOTTLOB/1 = Praise to God! And, of course, the MHF. Ha.

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    While teasing the polar bears in Churchill, Mr. V's brain caught on fire due to overheating caused by him pondering his Theory of Nothing.

    "Help, help me" he yelled, smoke pouring out of his ears.

    A fellow passenger in the vehicle, a daft Canuck, laughed and said "I wouldn't piss in V's ear if his brains were on fire. Ha. "

    CCTV caught his callous display of cruel indifference, causing a wellspring of righteous indignation.

    The video immediately went viral inducing a horde of angry Swampy Cree, Sayisi Dene, Métis, and Inuit to hunt down, flense and debone the garrulous Canadian lout.
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    Originally Posted by MisterV View Post
    While teasing the polar bears in Churchill, Mr. V's brain caught on fire due to overheating caused by him pondering his Theory of Nothing.

    "Help, help me" he yelled, smoke pouring out of his ears.

    A fellow passenger in the vehicle, a daft Canuck, laughed and said "I wouldn't piss in V's ear if his brains were on fire. Ha. "

    CCTV caught his callous display of cruel indifference, causing a wellspring of righteous indignation.

    The video immediately went viral inducing a horde of angry Swampy Cree, Sayisi Dene, Métis, and Inuit to hunt down, flense and debone the garrulous Canadian lout.
    There came a knock on the door of Garnabby's igloo at 555 Karen Street. Garnabby gingerly removed an icebrick from the front wall to see who it could be. It was a pitchfork and torch wielding crowd of irate First Nations folk who had had it with Garnabby's antics around town. First, carving "TOE" in all the seal hides curing in the town plaza, second, signing up all the tribesfolk for VCT forum accounts and then using all these accounts to relentlessly sockpuppet support for the TOE.

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    Originally Posted by Gottlob View Post
    Originally Posted by MisterV View Post
    Hmmm...why is the number 37 everywhere?
    At some point, the TOE has to reconcile the universe's underlying pattern, in terms of the numerals, with that of infinitude/finitude. Namely, to produce the particular numerals that I've been spouting, all along. Numerals with min/max, and saddle-point, properties.
    A ton of ways to look at the above.

    For example, Feynman's atom of 137 protons/electrons catches a photon with probability one, because it's electrons, thus probabilistically speaking, are everywhere. Hence, figuratively speaking, the numeral, 137, too, is everywhere.

    Feynman was particularly intrigued by the number 137 and its connection to the speed of light. He suggested that element 137 might be the last possible element in the periodic table, because after that, the electrons in the innermost orbital would have to travel faster than the speed of light.

    The hypothetical element 137 is sometimes informally called "Feynmanium" due to Feynman's interest in the number 137 and its relation to the speed of light.
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    Growing up, the only three numbers of our street address were "137": .
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    Originally Posted by MisterV View Post
    Growing up, the only three numbers of our street address were "137".
    Of course.

    "It's" ---> 173 with a 5, for MrV=55.5 at 137, if a comma/apostrophe is taken as a backward e = E ---> 3. Ha.

    Originally Posted by Gottlob View Post
    For example, Feynman's atom of 137 protons/electrons catches a photon with probability one, because it's electrons, thus probabilistically speaking, are everywhere. Hence, figuratively speaking, the numeral, 137, too, is everywhere
    Interestingly, "As early as 1940, it was noted that a simplistic interpretation of the relativistic Dirac equation runs into problems with electron orbitals at Z > 1/α ≈ 137.036 (the reciprocal of the fine-structure constant), suggesting that neutral atoms cannot exist beyond element 137, and that a periodic table of elements based on electron orbitals therefore breaks down at this point. On the other hand, a more rigorous analysis calculates the analogous limit to be Z ≈ 168–172 where the 1s subshell dives into the Dirac sea, and that it is instead not neutral atoms that cannot exist beyond this point, but bare nuclei, thus posing no obstacle to the further extension of the periodic system. Atoms beyond this critical atomic number are called supercritical atoms," and, so, 172 = (-1 + 173) ---> 1/137 may be the new limit on the number of elements in the periodic table - with quantum mechanics.
    Garnabby + OppsIdidItAgain + ThomasClines* (or TomasHClines) + The Grim Reaper + LMR + OneHitWonder* (or 1HitWon/1der) + Bill Yung ---> GOTTLOB/1 = Praise to God! And, of course, the MHF. Ha.

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    Originally Posted by Gottlob View Post
    Originally Posted by MisterV View Post
    Growing up, the only three numbers of our street address were "137".
    Of course.

    "It's" ---> 173 with a 5, for MrV=55.5 at 137, if a comma/apostrophe is taken as a backward e = E ---> 3. Ha.



    Hey garnabby...does this mean I win a prize?

    If so, I pick door number three.

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    Growing up, the only three numbers of our street address were "137".
    Of course.

    "It's" ---> 173 with a 5, for MrV=55.5 at 137, if a comma/apostrophe is taken as a backward e = E ---> 3. Ha.
    Hey garnabby...does this mean I win a prize?

    If so, I pick door number three.

    Thanks!

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    Ha. I won't give you a prize, but, I'll teach you how to hunt for prizes.

    In her response, Savant states:

    Suppose there are a million doors, and you pick door #1. Then the host, who knows what’s behind the doors and will always avoid the one with the prize, opens them all except door #777,777. You’d switch to that door pretty fast, wouldn’t you?

    Many readers of Savant's column refused to believe switching is beneficial and rejected her explanation. After the problem appeared in Parade, approximately 10,000 readers, including nearly 1,000 with PhDs, wrote to the magazine, most of them calling Savant wrong. Even when given explanations, simulations, and formal mathematical proofs, many people still did not accept that switching is the best strategy. Paul Erdős, one of the most prolific mathematicians in history, remained unconvinced until he was shown a computer simulation demonstrating Savant's predicted result.

    The problem is a paradox of the veridical type, because the solution is so counterintuitive it can seem absurd but is nevertheless demonstrably true.

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