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You Shouldn't Feed My Ego
A momentous day: a mysterious tall woman ran into my classroom this morning and snapped my picture on her cell-phone camera, and now I know why . . . she's starting a blog called "Sentence About Dave."
i was once a GOLF coach, so i get to wear a GOLF shirt to work (you should have seen how i dressed when i taught one PE class a day-- i eventually got reprimanded for those outfits . . .) i figured as long as i had a whistle around my neck, i could wear whatever i wanted.
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they let you teach the youth of america dressed like that?
i was once a GOLF coach, so i get to wear a GOLF shirt to work (you should have seen how i dressed when i taught one PE class a day-- i eventually got reprimanded for those outfits . . .) i figured as long as i had a whistle around my neck, i could wear whatever i wanted.
That will forever be remembered as The Day Mr. Pellicane Wore a Singlet.
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