Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Symptoms Of Hodgkins Relapse

I am young but also in!

As I sat in the waiting room for the first meeting with the new dentist, I linked his name to my secret love, and never said that, 25 years earlier, was in my class in high school. When I came in and I shook his hand came up to me smiling. Impossible that the lady was the object of my desires. It was far too old compared to me.
After the visit I asked, more to conversation than conviction, if he had studied in my own school and graduated in '87. The positive response that I cried, then, must necessarily have been in my class.
He stared at from head to foot, and that old fat, dwarf bitch and I requested that the subjects taught.

urban legend