“Truth Is Stranger Than.....”
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Category : Poems
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I greeted Mrs. Bryant at the main officeShe was there for a Guidance Counselors meeting about her son,Jeffrey,a tenth grader.She was a big woman about 200 lbs.We were walking briskly to my office at the far end of the hall, in casual conversation when out of the corner of my eye I saw her underpants drop to herankles. Before I could think or take any action,she pulled them up withoutmissing a beat ,continuing ourconversation as though nothing hadhappened.Moral of the story, if there is a moralWhen in tight spots“Keep walkin and keep talkin”
