The 107-year old man picked up his rifle

The 107-year old man picked up his rifle and aimed through the front room window. He put the crosshairs over his grandaughter's triple scoop ice cream cone and squeezed the trigger
while hollering "Damn those chocolate fudge flavours!". He saw the little girl's eyes widen in horror as her chocolately-delight was destroyed by a cantankerous old man with a
bad case of the Hershey squirts who (confused again) thought he was in the bathroom, taking care of business. Shocked at what had just happened, the little girl ran away & joined
the Godiva Board of Directors. "Here's what I got on Hershey," the prodigious girl began. Overnight, the chocolate world was shaken to its foundation. The girl, who insisted on
The dark chocolate being the best, was Lady Godiva's great-great -great- granddaughter. Her lovely locks were permanently bleached blonde to hide any grey. She had to look young.
She rode naked on the Harley protesting against the Racial Bias, People cleared the Highway as a mark of respect.
Somebody started calling her Tammy Tina while others were shouting Tina Tammy. Whichever it was found out about riding naked on leather for hours the hard way when she finally stop
-ped. She swore she'd never do it again. She hadn't enjoyed the feel of the leather against her naked skin as much as she'd thought she would at any rate. She decided to research
the wicking properties of a union suit, but doubted that her leather catsuit had enough room. Lord knows it had chafed the heck out of her Brazilian wax treatment. Suddenly, the
silicone sisters busted out the back door and were absorbed into the leather catsuit, and she felt warm enough to go au naturale…with the flap opened in front.

Started: 2013-09-08 12:28:32
Finished: 2018-11-15 16:02:21

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