Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your own age and thinking,

"surely I can't look that old?"

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.

Hmmm,, or could he

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 1959. Why do you ask?"

"You were in my class!" I exclaimed.

He looked at me closely.

Then, that ugly, old, wrinkled son-of-a-bitch asked me, "what did you teach?"

why didn't you add at least Sugarn or Honey to this ya joke or is it yoke? ha, ha, ha, na wah o

Ouch.
That had to hurt.