noridetoolow
09-05-2007, 11:35 AM
Alright now....I searched and did not find anything....SO LEAVE ME ALONE!!! :D
Not super funny....more cute I guess
Did you hear about the Texas teacher who was helping one of her
kindergarten students put on his cowboy boots?
He asked for help and she could see why.
Even with her pulling and him pushing, the little boots still didn't want
to go on.
By the time they got the second boot on, she had worked up a sweat. She
almost cried when the little boy said, "Teacher, They're on the wrong
feet."
She looked, and sure enough, They were. It wasn't any easier pulling the
boots off than It was putting them on. She managed to keep her cool as
together they worked to get the boots back on, this time on the right feet.
He then announced, "These aren't my boots."
She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream, "Why
didn't you say so?, like she wanted to.
Once again, she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off his
little feet.
No sooner had they gotten the boots off when he said, "They're my
brother's boots. My Mom made me wear 'em."
Now she didn't know if she should laugh or cry. But, she mustered up what
grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his feet again.
Helping him into his coat, she asked, "Now, where are your mittens?"
He said, "I stuffed 'em in the toes of my boots."
She will be eligible for parole in three years.
Not super funny....more cute I guess
Did you hear about the Texas teacher who was helping one of her
kindergarten students put on his cowboy boots?
He asked for help and she could see why.
Even with her pulling and him pushing, the little boots still didn't want
to go on.
By the time they got the second boot on, she had worked up a sweat. She
almost cried when the little boy said, "Teacher, They're on the wrong
feet."
She looked, and sure enough, They were. It wasn't any easier pulling the
boots off than It was putting them on. She managed to keep her cool as
together they worked to get the boots back on, this time on the right feet.
He then announced, "These aren't my boots."
She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream, "Why
didn't you say so?, like she wanted to.
Once again, she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off his
little feet.
No sooner had they gotten the boots off when he said, "They're my
brother's boots. My Mom made me wear 'em."
Now she didn't know if she should laugh or cry. But, she mustered up what
grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his feet again.
Helping him into his coat, she asked, "Now, where are your mittens?"
He said, "I stuffed 'em in the toes of my boots."
She will be eligible for parole in three years.