Jeanni and Aunt Violet
Company over for dinner. I see Julie Ryan on the right.
Is this a birthday for Patti?
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> MY NAME IS
> ALICE , 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 FACED,
> FAT-(BEEP), GRAY-HAIRED,
>DECREPIT SON-OF-A-(BEEP). ASKED,
>
> 'WHAT DID YOU
> TEACH???
>
>
>Sent in by Laura.
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