Discussion in 'SMAC Forum' started by olson_jr, Feb 24, 2018.
My schools were awash in Daves. And Mikes. Running joke in 9th grade English class was to yell out "Hey, Mike!" and get four "what??" responses (which of course, annoyed them no end). In fact, my school buddy Mike's brother is named Dave--everyone had a brother named Dave. Just like in our Warren neighborhood growing up, if you weren't Polish, you were most likely Italian. And I wasn't, except for a smidge of Polish--25% worth, actually. Just enough to appreciate pączki, kielbasa, bowling and Frankie Yankovic.
There is a David ("not Dave," he insists) two doors down from Casa Wildcat, but I don't think there are any-sized Daves hidden in the house, attic or otherwise. At least not that I know of. But with the house being 78 years old, there's no telling what may be hidden in the walls, buried in the backyard, cast beneath the concrete floor, etc.
@Wildcat If you ever come to a SMAC meet and yell Dave you will understand what that was about.
I can imagine--that reminds me of school.
SMDC--Southeast Michigan Dave Club.
Bonus points for good punctuation.
Lot of Brits in the club?
Separate names with a comma.