[Charles]

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 Sarah , and I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist.

I noticed his DDS diploma on the wall, 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 30-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 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 1975. Why do you ask?'

'You were in my class!', I exclaimed. He looked at me closely.

Then, that

Ugly,

Old,

Bald,

Wrinkled,

Fat-assed,

Gray-haired,

Decrepit

Son-of-a-beeswax asked,

'What, did you teach???

:shock:

 

[Iddee]

I busted a gut over that one.