I always get nervous whenever I have to enter a school. I myself never finished a formal education. I was trained in the ways of the world on the streets of Ensenada back in Mexico.
I'M HERE TO PICK UP MY SON!
Sorry Mister. This is Iowa and your son must be at one of those special Mexican't schools.
I've embarassed my family yet again by attempting to pick my son up from the wrong school. I am a failure.
I felt for the protagonist here *motions towards the genital area* but it turned out to just be a 2-dimensioal image on my PC monitor.
posted Dec 29th, 2007 ( permalink )
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