Posted By: The Italian Stallionette
Age - 10/27/05 01:42 AM
This may have been posted at one time or another. Can't remember, but I received this e-mail today and think it's funny. Hope you do too.
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!
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 gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was way too old to have been nmy classmate. Hmmm,...or could he???
After he examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended Morgan Park High School. "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. Then, that ugly, old, wrinkled son-of-a-bitch asked, "what did you teach?
TIS
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!
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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 gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was way too old to have been nmy classmate. Hmmm,...or could he???
After he examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended Morgan Park High School. "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. Then, that ugly, old, wrinkled son-of-a-bitch asked, "what did you teach?
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TIS