Lynda enjoys helping out her male students straighten out their Longfellow.
There once was a girl named Lynne, with a body that was made just for sin... with the boys in the mood to study her nude, she drowns all her troubles in gin. Happy birthday you filthy whore!!!
Mark, you pus spewing, boney, puke faced twit.... I just can't think of an insult for you.
It's easy to tell the difference between me and my evil twin sister Marlena..... she's the one with the cloven hooves.
Linda B, the smartest thing to ever pass through your lips had balls attached, you skank.
If you sneak up on Mary D, you can hear the crabs complain that they have a bad case of Mary.
This year, Mary W. was caught hanging children with her stockings by the chimney, with care. Almost had it this time....
"You don't understand what you're dealing with..., Matt eats!!, it's what he does, with forks, with knives... with his bare hands. He can eat things that would make a billy-goat puke. If you're going to insult him, you'd better remember one thing... bring a good supply of wet-naps."
Matty K, "I'll be with you always" (Matthew 28:20) but in your case, it's herpes simplex HSV-1.
Maureen, it seems like it was just yesterday that I was cleaning all the toilets on the 3'rd floor of Hoosac.... and then I put your toothbrush back where I found it.
Melody will have peace on earth this Christmas even if she has to kill every man, woman and child on earth to get it.
Nine out of ten frightened hookers agree that Mike G. is not abusive... the tenth is still missing.
NaNa has been voted the Edward Gorey centerfold of the year.
So I’m flying back to Boston last night and I started to get nervous… I’m not quite sure when it started,… it might have been when the co-pilot decided to start selling off baggage that wouldn’t fit in the overhead compartments or when he started directing passengers to the smoking section…… on the wings.
Maybe it was during the pre-flight when he made a noose out of the seatbelt and proceeded to strangle himself….
I’m not quite a hundred percent on this, but when the flight attendants were pointing out where the emergency exits were, I swear he was dancing YMCA behind them.
What I am certain of was the dizzying array of insults he hurled at the crew and passengers alike. Anyone who failed to move fast enough was a target…. “You!!! (describing the victim for that extra humiliation…) red hat with the brown duffel bag… why are you moving slower than a snail in a glue factory?” “There are ninety people waiting for YOU!!!!”
At this point, I started to like the old coot, so long as nobody let him fly…
I started to take a nap a few minutes into the flight only to be smacked on the head with a rolled up magazine by my favorite co-pilot. “If I can’t sleep, nobody does!!!” Can’t argue with that logic…
A few minutes later he was back in the cockpit daring the pilot to do a loop over an open mic.
Anyway, I had a great time in the Carolinas. It’s always good to see some of the Watson clan. Thanks for the hospitality and the driving guys.
As for N. Carolina, Thanks Jasyn for a wonderful time. You are as beautiful as ever and have an amazing family. I miss you all dearly.