This past week. I tell you. How did your week go? That bad?
Here's how to tell if your week was as bad as my week.
Wednesday, I was standing in front of my class of 32 sophomores when I felt something on my foot. I looked down.
It was my skirt. Around my ankles. NOT, as it were, around my waist, where--I'm told--skirts normally reside, in the everyday working of things.
Did you find out that your lower half of your clothing was NOT covering your privates? While standing in front of a room of teenagers?
No?
Then YOUR week was not as bad as it could have been.
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2 comments:
You win! You're week was definately worse than mine. In fact you have helped make my week even better by the laughing I have just been doing while reading this. Thanks!!
Not sure this is a contest I would want to win. But it does remind me of the time I mooned my campers when my swimsuit bottoms fell off after we swamped a canoe. I did teach them some body part slang that day.
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