"There was much of the beautiful, much of the wanton, much of the bizarre, something of the terrible, and not a little of that which might have excited disgust."
-Edgar Allen Poe
This site is a monument to the friends collectively known as "Topper." They have all graduated high school. Since then, they have gone off to bigger and better things (except Lydia who goes to Haverford which is like the size of a dustmite). Basically, I think it best to acknowledge the finality of this historical document. If anyone in the aforementioned society objects...well...you know the site password, you change it. I love you all dearly. You gave me the first genuinely happy years of my life. I'll never forget us. -Slick Beans
Amen. (Except for the dustmite slur; we're at least as large as a protozoa.) Just dusting and fixing links, so that future classes of IBlets and social psychologists can have a coherent (well, doubtful, but I try) viewing experience. -Lydia 12.8.00
I would like, if I may, to take you on a strange journey...
to the enchanted locker cluster of Topper in the elitist realm of IB.
(Or, if you're literary-minded: Deep in the Province of Stoichiosylvania in the Kingdom of Chemistravinth, past the shaky ground of Esawl and the crags of A'ybee, exists a little haven from the preppiness and sanity of the outside world...Topper.)
(On a further note, the Topper locker-cluster now happens to be in the hands of the COMPLETE STRANGERS whereas the Zeros now occupy New Topper in Seen'yur Haalway, hidden from prying eyes by its very own Pep-zee Vendur and a D'oor of Chemistravinth.)
The Topperites are a dedicated band of friends who support, lean on, and, (now that you mention it) sit on each other. While interests vary - from the innocence of Scrabble, Dr.Seuss & Winnie the Pooh, to the intellect of literature, the fine arts, and mathing, from the honorable hours spent toiling over homework, to ending the military government in Burma, and to putting preppies out of their misery, to deplorable witchcraft, blatant sexuality, Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, Tori Amos, and the Rocky Horror Picture Show - they all care about each other. Beat each other too, but that's what friendship's all about. Protecting each other from the voices, no matter what conspiracy they're planning. So what if they're a few hookers short of an orgy? They're wonderful, brilliant, and highly sexually attractive people!
