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Poin Files: Mammaries but no Memories

Times have certainly changed. I'm old enough to remember when these teachers would send their naked pics to the students via text. Now it's all Snapchat, WhatsApp, or other means.
 
Times have certainly changed. I'm old enough to remember when these teachers would send their naked pics to the students via text. Now it's all Snapchat, WhatsApp, or other means.

Erases the evidence. Unless those damn kids screenshot it.
 
The John Cougar Mellencamp lyrics just write themselves:

Days turn to minutes
And minutes to memories mammories
Life sweeps away the dreams
That we have planned
You are young and you are the future
So suck it up and tough it out
And be the best you can
 
Times have certainly changed. I'm old enough to remember when these teachers would send their naked pics to the students via text. Now it's all Snapchat, WhatsApp, or other means.
There's no stopping modern technology.
 
These stories just fascinate me. I remember when my wife and I had two small children. I couldn't imagine a time when either her or I would have had time to go "back roading" with teens, get loaded, have people spend the night in the kid's rooms.

Where is the husband? Where are the kids?
 
These stories just fascinate me. I remember when my wife and I had two small children. I couldn't imagine a time when either her or I would have had time to go "back roading" with teens, get loaded, have people spend the night in the kid's rooms.

Where is the husband? Where are the kids?


This has always been my question. I would never cheat on my wife but I don't know where I would find the time even if I wanted to. Plus I would feel so damn guilty/paranoid it would kill me. I would smoke a bowl every now and then after she went to bed and even though I thought she wouldn't really mind I was a nervous wreck because I was hiding something from her. One night this summer when we were having a couple drinks in the backyard I told her and her response was, "if it keeps you sane it is fine with me" (my mom is 85 and having some memory issues so we have been stressed). Reason #1950 why I don't have a desire to cheat, she is a very cool girl.
 

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