My gym teacher's name was Mr. Kendall. Mr. Kendall did not
speak anything but "Gym." One day I was playing basketball
and Mr. Kendall told me I would have to get an athletic
supporter. He didn't express himself exactly that way,
though. He said, "Hey, you, one day you're gonna go up for
a rebound and the jewels aren't gonna go with ya."

I had no idea what he was talking about. Next day I showed
up for practice without my watch and my ring. He said, "Did
ya take care of the jewels?"

I said, "I left 'em in my locker."

Took us a half hour to revive Mr. Kendall.