My 10 year was a reeeeaaaal treat.
I will agree with whoever said that all the crusty uptights who want to see what everybody has left early before the fun began.
In a nutshell...
My wife poured red wine on teh white pants and shirt of the gal that "accidentally" poured beer on my wife because she was dancing with the DJ too much. That led to me apologizing profusely while backing my way out the door. I swear it looked like an angry mob with piptchforks, spears and candles was following me. The stained white pants girl and i found my wife hiding behind our car, at which point the stained girl got in my wife's face. The angry mob had found us by this time. The stained girl's forefinger ended up right in my wife's face at which point my wife wrapped both hands around her throat and slammed her back on the ground, all in one swift motion. It was amazing! But what was more amzing was a throng of gangsta brother's that i didnt' go to high school with began inching closer to me. When suddenly a little chubby brotha busted through em all and said "It's all cool boys." Low and behold it was my brother's old drug dealer, Bubba. (but that's another story) Anyhow, apparently all the dude's were Bubbas hinchmen and stained girl was somehow connected with Bubba or one of his "boys", all of which live over an hour away. How the hell Bubba ended up at MY 10 year reuninon i have no idea. But there was Bubba and he was sayin it was all cool because "My woman had heart." We left immediately, only to stop at a stop light, look to our left and see stained red wine girl crying in her car. We laughed, lokoked straight ahead and sped away.
I'm not sure if we'll be going to the next one.
, I'll be skipping that one too. If I had any communication with any of them after graduation it might be a different story, but no thanks. 
