At what age is one expected to start buying

At what age is one expected to start buying Christmas presents? I hated it when I was growing up. When I was 14 I bought my cousin Cindy (she was hot!) a pair of

This was awkward. I wish Cindy's mom would stop treating her like a child, she was 37 for crying out loud! Cindy came back wearing the cheekies and bra, "OH MY GOD" I let out.

Blood was seeping through Cindy's bra. She'd been shot in the chest with a 22 calibre rifle. I could not see where the sniper was shooting from but knew my time at the humanitarian

resource center was up. I made note of the assassination and then clocked out. Oh, would you look at the time? It was Happy Hour down at Ed's Place. Stepping over Cindy's body, I

sensed an evil that happens only once in a cop's life. Cindy's body was twisted. Her feet had been ripped off. There was a huge chunk of flesh missing from the middle of her chest.

Call it intuition or something but Police Constable Plod suspected foul play. He gathered up the missing bits of Cindy's body & fed them to pet crocodile in the corner. He then rad

iated enlightened complacency. There was no evidence of a crime; just a bloated pet croc with a foot in its mouth. Polic Constable Plod patted his head with his billy club

that was covered in steel spikes, some of which pierced the pet croc's scaly skin. The croc darted forward, reached up, open his jaws, and took a nip at Constable Plod's protruding

posterior, plainly pliable as putty. Constable Prod bit the bullet to learn a teeth-grinding lesson that day, that when you go croc, you shut that lock. And he needed 147 stitches.