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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 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 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 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 exclaimed with pride.
When did you graduate? I asked.
He answered, in 1964. Why do you ask?
You were in my class? I exclaimed.
He looked at me closely.
Then, that ugly, old, bald, wrinkled-faced, fat-assed, gray-haired, decrepit son-of-a-***** asked, what did you teach?
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