Thanks to Karyn for this one: 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!

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 QUICK 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 LINCOLN 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,
BALD-HEADED FART ASKED,

"WHAT DID YOU TEACH?".