short history received by mail ...
I was sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist when I noticed his diploma hung on the wall. There was his name and I suddenly remembered a tall, dark with this name. It was in my high school class some 40 years ago and I was wondering if this could be the same boy who had cracked at the time?
When I entered the treatment room, I immediately dismissed the thought from my mind. This man, grizzled, balding and face marked deep wrinkles was too old to have been my secret love ... Although ...
After he examined my teeth, I asked him if he had gone to high school Henry IV.
"Yes, I he replied .
- When did you get your tank? I asked.
- 1972. Why do you ask?
- Well, you were in my class! did I exclaimed.
And then that horrible little old idiot son of a bitch asked me
teacher You were what?
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