L*A*G*N*A*F  

rm_srqguy1963 54M
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3/8/2006 4:49 pm

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3/8/2006 4:50 pm

L*A*G*N*A*F


When I was in junior high school (way back in the late '70s), the coolest of the cool kids (most of whom would be classified as "heads" once we got to high school) had a special club that was characterized by an orange t-shirt emblazoned with sparkly iron-on letters that spelled LAGNAF.
There were never more than about 15 or 20 kids wearing the LAGNAF shirts, and there didn't seem to be any real organization to the whole thing. It was just understood that you didn't wear the shirt unless you were invited to (even though anyone could have had one made at the local t-shirt shop).
Somehow, along with who had the longest wool cardigan (the guy who went overboard into self-parody and basically ended that trend had one that was almost ankle-length), who had the highest platform heels (the white guy with the dutch-boy haircut who was brave enough to wear the flourescent green and black six-inchers ended that trend by not wearing ANYTHING else that vaguely went with the look implied by the shoes), and who was able to convince their parents to buy them the skin-tight jeans with two zippers in front (one on the left and one on the right, which seem very functional to me whether the wearer was male or female), the LAGNAF shirts spelled cool.
Two of the prettiest girls in the entire school wore the LAGNAF shirt. One of them was pretty sweet--sweet enough to be embarassed for me and be nice to me after some of the others accused me of being in love with her. I was never sure why or how they decided that, because I hadn't actually thought of her in that way even though she was definitely my type. The other, though, well to this day I don't think I've met a more all-around beautiful and sweet girl. Back then I couldn't really understand why either of these girls hung out with the LAGNAF guys--they were too nice for those guys. Later, I would understand it was that "bad-boy magnetism" that drew them.
Up to a point.
That point came when the girls found out what LAGNAF really meant. You see, they'd always been told that it meant "Let's All Get Nice And Friendly"--and really, what more '70s-style sentiment can you think of? Nail that to a smiley face, and you have hippy dippy happy '70s sweetness all sewn up. But one day, the last day anyone would ever wear a LAGNAF shirt at my school (that I can remember) was the day someone mentioned to one of the girls that LAGNAF also meant "Let's All Get Naked And Fuck".
I don't know what made me think of that, but I have to say it doesn't really matter to me what LAGNAF meant then, or what it means today. I'm good with either one.

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