Her ninetieth birthday smoked every other

Her ninetieth birthday smoked every other for the last 72 years. Sure, her family was there, but so was a 20 year old Swiss. He'd said he'd come for her, and 72 years later, he had

could still find Underoos in the shops. Reading her thoughts, he said, "Sears, of course. They stock them behind the Goolagong Collection." oh how she longed from Yvonne' s gauchos

or any kind of pant wear that sucks the sexuality out of any situation. She hated sex and she was a porn actress. This quality made her excel at her craft but all her boyfriends

suffered as a result. Afterall how easy could it be to have a girlfriend who is a porn actress that hates sex? Her last boyfriend quickly left after he found out that

she had 4 ducks when she had told him she had only 3. He didn't like to be lied to. That ex-boyfriend had been very patient with his porn actress-girlfriend, but he had figured she

had a little extra going on on the side. It was a price he could have paid, once or twice, to be with a girl of her beauty, but 4, possibly even 5, was more than he could

bring himself to pay for her. She was a beaut but beauty was only skin deep and someone had skinned her and made Humarones versus Chicharones not as fattening and low in Salt but

hairier in certain areas. After I'd consumed most of the torso section I crinkled the rest into a small garbage bag. Some of the larger pieces had to be broken up and when I looked

at them they started to glisten, as if producing light of their own. Boy, that was some great moonshine, I thought as the hallucinations grew stronger. I love my job.