(not mr. ford)

(not mr. ford)

I had this gym teacher when I was in elementary school- Mr. Ford. He was pretty cute in a weird way. Skinny, a little on the short side, glasses- not your typical gym teacher. Some days he would put on music and we’d all just run around dancing. This was one of his favorite songs. He would play the tennis racket like it was a guitar. So delightfully dorky. Mr. Ford, are you out there? I salute you!

The Clash: I Fought the Law

The Clash: I Fought the Law