re: #144 Wendell Zurkowitz ((slave to the waffle light))

I remember the days when we used to sing “Glory glory, hallelujah!
My teacher hit me with a ruler.
I met her at the door with a loaded .44,
she ain’t gonna teach no more!”

That might have gotten you sent to the Principal’s office for a paddling, but would not get you kicked out of school…

“Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school…”
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