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, 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 1965.
why do you ask?"
"you were in my class!", i exclaimed.
He looked at me closely. Then, that ugly, old, balding, wrinkled, fat ass,gray-haired, decrepit fart asked,
"what did you teach?"
(i think i would have knocked him out!)