If you took gym class with Mr. Harasymczuk you spent many hours sweating to the dulcet tones of the "Music Man" himself, Robert Preston.

For your enjoyment:



Go you Chicken Fat GO!

Cheers!
FH

THANK YOU! I didn't hit school until the 70's, but we still got to shake our tail feathers to this classic.

I remember gym class with Mr. H at Lincoln. I hated that record!

Oh too funny! John will get a laugh out of listening to this song again. Thanks, Sondra Harasymczuk

Shudder. I was so surprised to LOVE Robert Preston in everything else he ever did since I hated "Chicken Fat" SO MUCH.

This song is burned into the psyche of anyone who attended school
in MC for several decades.
Believe it or not this song was selected for President John F Kennedy's national physical fitness program. A whole nation
scarred.
But, I bet Miles City schools used it way longer than anyone.
Could this possibly be a Guiness World Record?

First time I've ever heard it, but my dad mentions it once in a while. I have to imagine gym class 40 or 50 years ago was led by a paddle wielding, former drill sergeant and all the kids in the class wore the same blue shorts and white tops and canvas shoes and it's not that everyone was required to wear the same thing, it's that no one had invented other appropriate gym clothing, and gym class was like some boot camp hell week packed in to an hour. Then, 20 years later, someone invented day-glo bike shorts and terrible hair. We line danced to Billy Ray Cyrus under what can barely be called "supervision". Seriously, Billy Ray Cyrus. I'm not saying one experience is more traumatizing than the other, I'm saying it's pretty easy to figure out what's wrong with us. Gym class.

Aside from Chicken Fat, Mr. Harasymczuk was an awesome gym teacher. And this from one of the least athletic people in the history of Miles City. I have a feeling gym class took a serious down turn when he retired.

I didn't move to Miles City until my sophomore year in high school, so I was spared having to hear this until now, thank god.

What I really despised in middle school in gym class was square dancing. It instilled in me a hatred of country music that I did not get over until I turned 27. And now I am buck Owens number one fan.

All those years of therapy undone by a single post.
I hate you, Frank Hardy.
I hate you so much.

[This message has been edited by Wendy Wilson (7/10/2013)]

I remember that one from the elementary school years. I'm sure it did help some people, the message overall hasn't changed much since then. Like Richard Simmons put it once, "get off your butt and MOVE". Now Spandy Andy is taking physical dance to a level that would challenge the best. I dare anyone to even think about trying any of his moves...