you can blame my high school friends for this one

R: "i know what you need to be when you grow up..."

J: "what?"

R: "okay, first you have to go to gynecological college..."

J: "gyno- ... gyneco, gynecological college?"

me: "you can't even say it!!!"

R: "yeah. then, you need to go to Preacher college, and then buy a really big van..."

J: "keep going, i like this..."

R: "print on the side...

J. M.
Gynecologist/Preacher
Non-Denominational
Full Gospel

...and then go around..." ::pantomimes doing an exam::

J: "Oh Happy Day!!"

we all die laughing.

J: "yeah, well, you know how we could have prevented this. it sure wasn't jesus that came into you..."




ladies and gentlemen, i present a mere snippet of my 12th grade high school english class...that so happened to be written down in a random notebook.
(yes guys, you're welcome for not using your full names!)