Freshman year of high school...I had a lot of teachers who had been around a while. Since I went to the same high school as my parents, many of these teachers had pictures in my mom's yearbooks. Anyway, my english teacher was harassing me a bit and generally getting on my nerves, so one night I made xerox copies of all of the teachers I had that were still there. MOST of the teachers (the guys) were mighty proud of the pics....some of them even hanging them up on the chalk board for a few days. My english teacher, on the other hand, not so cool with it. When she saw the old pic circulating around the class, she snatched it up and quickly asked who brought it. I raised my hand and said it was my doing, and she told me to see her after class. So when the bell rang and class was dismissed, I walked up to her desk. I picked up the picture from the corner of her desk & looked at it, then at her, then back at the picture, before turning back to her and saying "Man, Ms. (teacher's name), the years have NOT been kind to you" and walking out the door. Amazingly enough, from that day forward she wanted absolutely NOTHING to do with me....which suited me just fine.