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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.
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-assed,
gray-haired,
decrepit
son-of-a-bitch
asked,
'what did you teach???
I'm only 45, but what the hell saved me a $1.50 
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