Yeah, My dad was a high school teacher. There was no pulling the wool over his eyes.![]()
Geez,that reminds me of coming home from my first concert.
My buddy's dad was our school head counselor, picked us up in a Chevy Vega wagon.
3 reeking, giggling 15 year old idiots in his car and he never said a thing. I always thought he was so square! Guess not.
Am I OT enough yet?
