I received this today - please forgive the rough language, it's part of the story.

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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 SMITH AND
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
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,

FAT ASS,

GRAY-HAIRED,

DECREPIT

SON-OF-A-BITCH ASKED,

'WHAT DID YOU TEACH ???'