I remember being in class and the in room intercom came on. The office secretary said to my teacher, "Mrs. Gillespie, your husband called and would like you to pick him up from the animal hospital on your way home." I chimed in, "Hey Mrs. Gillespie, whats he in for?" The teacher as well as the class cracked up. She informed us that he was a veterinarian.
Man even in the 9th grade I was a smartass....
Not quite the same but it reminds me of an incident when I was 15 and my aunt slopped the peas and their juice onto my mashed potatoes:I love the one about praying before eating. ["Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
"No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook."]
TEACHER: Now, Simon, tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.
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