Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking,
'surely I can't look that old? Well, you'll love this one:
" My name is Alice smith and I was sitting in the waiting room for my first
appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his DDS diploma, which bore his
full name.
Suddenly, I remembered a tall, handsome, dark-haired boy with the same name
had been in my high school class some 40-odd years ago.
Could he be the same guy that I had a secret crush on, way back then? Upon
seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought.
This balding, grey-haired man with the deeply lined face was way too old to
have been my classmate.
After he examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended Morgan Park High
School .
"Yes. Yes, I did. I'm a mustang," he gleamed with pride.
"When did you graduate?" I asked.
He answered , "in 1959. Why do you ask?"
"You were in my class!", I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely, and then, that ugly, old, bald, wrinkled, fat ass,
grey-haired, decrepit son-of-a-bitch asked, "What did you teach?"
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