While 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,
..balding,
...wrinkled-faced,
....fat-a**ed,
.....gray-haired,
......decrepit,
.......miserable,
........son-of-a-b*tch?

Asked me...

"what subject did you teach??????" 

LOL!!!! 

It's one thing to be getting gray and bald, the fat a**ed thing is another story! Lol 

Lol, not what expected... 

lol this is seriously the best thing I've ever read on here before. 

Laughing my balls off 

I love it!