Dance Club supports Relay for Life

I was the only boy in my high school typing class, which dating-wise turned out a lot better for me than being a third-string football player. If one all-girl class was good, I thought, two had to be even better, so I tried to switch from conversational French to home economics, but they wouldn’t let boys take home economics back in the Dark Ages. And the girls couldn’t take shop. No wonder men never learned how to clean a bathroom or do the laundry or make a grocery list. You’re not buying that? Neither does my wife. I still type pretty well but everything else they taught in high school is long gone. Chemical bonds? Trigonometry? The Lake Poets? I don’t even remember sitting through those classes, even though I sat through some of them more than once.




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