Another EMail I Received - Wonder Why They're Sending These To Me?

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 WHEN 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. AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM

IF HE HAD ATTENDED FAIRVIEW HIGH SCHOOL

"YES. YES, I DID. I'M A BULLDOG," HE GLEAMED WITH
PRIDE.

"WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE?" I ASKED.

HE ANSWERED, "IN 1966. WHY DO YOU ASK?"

"YOU WERE IN MY CLASS I EXCLAIMED!!!.

HE LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY.

THEN, THAT UGLY,

OLD,

BALD,

WRINKLED,

FAT BEHIND,

GRAY-HAIRED,

DECREPIT

SON-OF-A-GUN ASKED,

"WHAT DID YOU TEACH ?"