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A few years ago around Memorial University somebody had been calling in bomb treats to the campus radio station. Nothing ever happened but at the time everybody was very nervous. A few times even the Breezeway bar had been emptied and searched from top to bottom. So this one particular night while all this was going on we were at the Breezeway getting bombed ourselves. Jeff called it a night around 1 AM and staggered on. We stayed a little longer and we too called it a night. When we got home there was no sign of Jeff. We figured he was off getting lucky. About an hour after that the door opens and in comes Jeff with his clothes tore up and all the buttons gone off his shirt. He said that when he went to the cloakroom to pick up his coat and schoolbag, 4 or 5 security guards jumped him and bought him to the main office. It just so happened that Jeff had an assignment to make a radio out of the basic parts and the bouncers had searched the cloakroom, found his homemade radio with the wires and transistors and thought it was a bomb. As soon as Jeff touched it they pounced on him and dragged him away. Back in the office he told them it was just a radio. The only thing is it didn't work right and he was so loaded and had such a hard explaining how it was supposed to work. For a while they thought he really was the bomber and was making up the story. He eventually convinced them he was telling the truth and they let him go.
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