I was kicked out of preschool for smoking.....the teacher’s back tires. She left her keys in her purse in the drawer of her desk where any kid could accidentally find them.
Oh...how they label you when you’re young. “Menace to society!” “Juvenile delinquent!” “Potential Republican!”
Save your “A, B, Cs” Mrs Pepper. The three letters I wanted were “GTO”!
While the other kids had nap time, I was out in the teachers parking lot trying to hotwire a Mustang.
Yeah.....I did a little time in The Big House.....the Principal’s office. He left his keys in his overcoat. Did you know those old Pontiacs could do 50 in reverse? Well, I knew it. So did the police.
They tried everything to stop me. Roadblocks. Shooting out the tires. Threatening to tell my Dad. He got a kick out of it. He started calling me “Speedy”.
LOL. Sounds like you were a real hellraiser in preschool. ;-)
LOL!