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Ahhh, the memories of Structural Geology.......16 drunk students trying to figure out how to read a map in the middle of the Georgia woods......not to complete the assignment that had landed us there and was half our grade, but to find a major road and thus, convenience store, to buy more beer....
I was the king of collecting hand samples......they were usually about 200lbs and dislodged from about 20ft above where Doc was talking...
Seriously, 16 drunk southerners with hammers.....what could ever go wrong...
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