tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9467243.post115155314438629945..comments2024-01-25T13:40:18.832-06:00Comments on Education in Texas: Another gas station, another beautiful womanMike in Texashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00635962989639829455noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9467243.post-1151701345150299252006-06-30T16:02:00.000-05:002006-06-30T16:02:00.000-05:00What is it about the 'Dukes that screams naivete?What is it about the 'Dukes that screams naivete?Amerlochttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17001434250939119091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9467243.post-1151636231145757752006-06-29T21:57:00.000-05:002006-06-29T21:57:00.000-05:00LOL@MisterTeacher. I would never pass up the oppo...LOL@MisterTeacher. I would never pass up the opportunity to have a beautiful young woman think I'm a doctor.<BR/><BR/>My wife actually is a doctor, a veternarian. A long time ago our checks said Dr. in front of her name. Once an attractive cashier at K-Mart glanced briefly at the names on our checks, assumed I was the Dr. and started being very friendly, only to discover in disgust that I was not the Dr. named.Mike in Texashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00635962989639829455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9467243.post-1151635702305162092006-06-29T21:48:00.000-05:002006-06-29T21:48:00.000-05:00For some reason, whenever I first read about "a yo...For some reason, whenever I first read about "a young lady I encountered at a gas station," my mind conjures up some very seedy images... Am I the only one here?<BR/><BR/>When you said the young lady asked if that was like a doctor, I was afraid that you were going to say no, and I was going to have to give you the speech from Ghostbusters...<BR/>"When someone asks if you're a god... you say YES!"Mister Teacherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00797744114515551901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9467243.post-1151585869994783632006-06-29T07:57:00.000-05:002006-06-29T07:57:00.000-05:00In my boyhuntin' days I always looked for a smile ...In my boyhuntin' days I always looked for a smile and eyecontact first......then the car. My husband obviously passed. Eyecontact immediately, great smile, and a blue Firebird with black interior....don't know about the engine stuff but it rumbled and sounded good.<BR/><BR/>Great story!EHThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17964668210604436937noreply@blogger.com