I was thinking during our meeting last night we were all young once. We were little and we had our our little neighbor friends we played with and we did funny little things. Just like the Little Rascals.
Now we are old with sagging faces but we have our memories!
Our group is a loosely held group that mostly knew each other in our formative years. Now, we know each other in our oxidizing years.
As you can tell by our voices we meet in a helium-filled room; a Helium Den!
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