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The Chronical Chill out, spark a jay, and enter the chronical. |
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in grade 12 maybe... but he was married... one day the teacher took me into his office and after i walked in he locked the door and there was this couch in there and he told me to lie down... then he sat down at his desk and did some marking. he was just being nice cause i looked tired.....
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My 17th Century lit Prof was hot times
and he wore pants that just begged me to stare at his crotch like all the time - it was hypnotizing (that's right he had a hypnotic crotch...wouldn't you want one of those at the bar??) Since i was often lost in crotch land rather then paying attention - my grade could have been better in that class - had the oppurtunity to swap sex for a better grade come along ....well it was a hypnotic crotch I would have had to say yes :) |
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How else do you think I got straight A's?
Seriously though, hottest substitute teacher Mr. Christofides. Right Mercedes? -------------------- ~^Taddy^~ Mr. Christofides .. Hells yah. .I never missed my socials class. nor did i ever miss soccer practices.. He is the sweetest and hottest teacher i ever had.. MmMMMmMmm.. :PartEkid: :tounge1: |