09-10-2014, 01:34 PM | #1 |
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Location: Murcia, Spain
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Old School
Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking,
surely i can't look that old? Well...... My name is alice smith and i was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his dental diploma, which bore his full name. Suddenly, i remembered a tall, handsome, dark haired boy with the same name had been in my secondary 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, grey haired man with the deeply lined face was far too old to have been my classmate. After he examined my teeth, i asked him if he had attended morgan park secondary school . 'yes, yes i did. I'm a morganner! 'he beamed with pride. 'when did you leave to go to college?' i asked he answered, ‘in 1965.. Why do you ask?’ 'you were in my class!' i exclaimed. He looked at me closely. Then the ugly, old, bald, wrinkled, fat arsed, grey haired, decrepit, bastard asked.. 'what did you teach?'
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