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Since I’m not having that great of a day at work today, I thought I would clue you in on the other two porn downloader/principal stories. Story number two made my mother laugh so hard she cried. She knew porn/principal and she hated him. She enjoyed hearing that he was busted.
Story number two:
Porn Principal was/is a very tall man. He is one of those tall men that are more leg than body. One day, he came into school (when he was my 8th grade teacher) and wore light pink pants. I have to admit, they were hideous – especially for a man. Anyway, the guy who sat in front of me turned around and said, “He looks like a tampon.”
Thank you and goodnight!
Story number three:
Since you have already been introduced to Porn Principal’s fashion sense, you can imagine some of the outfits we were graced with. I guess one day he had enough of us snickering behind his back and he decided to teach us a lesson. He called my name and asked me to step out in the hall for a few minutes. So, I stood out in the hall by myself for about 5-10 minutes until he asked me to come back into the classroom. When I did, everyone was laughing and pointing at me. I looked at him and asked what was going on. He proceeded to explain how hurtful it is for people to laugh at another, especially when the person being laughed at doesn’t know what is going on. His example would have made a lot more sense if we weren’t wearing uniforms.
Here’s a little extra story.
My brother went to the same Catholic school that I did. He’s five years younger than I am. At our school, there was a statue of the Virgin Mary (Our school was St. Mary’s) with her hands outstretched. My brother, who was seven at the time, felt the statue’s hands and thought they were cold and so he put his mittens on the statue’s hands. Porn Principal felt that this was disrespectful and wanted to suspend my brother for this act. After a confrontation with my mother, who dragged one of the parish priests into the fray, my brother escaped with a detention.
Story number two:
Porn Principal was/is a very tall man. He is one of those tall men that are more leg than body. One day, he came into school (when he was my 8th grade teacher) and wore light pink pants. I have to admit, they were hideous – especially for a man. Anyway, the guy who sat in front of me turned around and said, “He looks like a tampon.”
Thank you and goodnight!
Story number three:
Since you have already been introduced to Porn Principal’s fashion sense, you can imagine some of the outfits we were graced with. I guess one day he had enough of us snickering behind his back and he decided to teach us a lesson. He called my name and asked me to step out in the hall for a few minutes. So, I stood out in the hall by myself for about 5-10 minutes until he asked me to come back into the classroom. When I did, everyone was laughing and pointing at me. I looked at him and asked what was going on. He proceeded to explain how hurtful it is for people to laugh at another, especially when the person being laughed at doesn’t know what is going on. His example would have made a lot more sense if we weren’t wearing uniforms.
Here’s a little extra story.
My brother went to the same Catholic school that I did. He’s five years younger than I am. At our school, there was a statue of the Virgin Mary (Our school was St. Mary’s) with her hands outstretched. My brother, who was seven at the time, felt the statue’s hands and thought they were cold and so he put his mittens on the statue’s hands. Porn Principal felt that this was disrespectful and wanted to suspend my brother for this act. After a confrontation with my mother, who dragged one of the parish priests into the fray, my brother escaped with a detention.
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