This really brings the '80s memories flooding back, doesn't it? Jessica McClure, that adorable scamp that fell down a well seventeen years ago, has graduated from high school. I think everyone who was alive and not held hostage by Rick James that night can recall sitting on the edge of their seat, hoping that little Jessica could be rescued before the conclusion of Dallas. Now it's on to college, where she plans to become a Footnote in History Major. Nice to see a youngster who isn't spoiled by the enticements of early fame. Some old habits die hard though.
Actually, I'm kind of glad this happened. A lot of people like to party around graduation time, but it's definitely best to do your drinking after the ceremony. Anyway, best of luck to our favorite well baby. Now I'm going to put on a bolo tie, listen to some Huey Lewis and reminisce a little more.
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