11 Why do men die before their wives?Because they want to.Send this to a few good men who need a laugh and to the select few women who don't own a gun...These glorious insults are from an era before the English language becameboiled down to four-letter words.* A member of Parliament to Disraeli: "Sir, you will either die on the gallows or of some unspeakable disease."* "That depends, Sir," said Disraeli, "whether I embrace your policies or your mistress."* "He had delusions of adequacy." - Walter. I didn't plan on staying in it longer than I had to, though. Once there, I would send an SOS to Tom, via his computer, and he would teleport us out.Brenda wanted a nice white, snowy Christmas. She spent several weeks, gradually manipulating the local weather. Damned if she didn't get it done, too. The whole area had a slight change in the weather pattern. As a result, the county I was now living in had snow earlier than it normally did. Four inches, to be exact. The kids for miles around. She took Will’s beer out of his hand, ‘Sorry for all this, Will,’ was all she said. He’d barely had any of it, and she took a long pull from it making sure Cesar could see. Then she walked back to him. He had already gotten into his car and told her to do the same. She leaned down, ‘I’ve been thinking a lot lately about who I am, what I am, and what I’m not. I’m not your property and I never will be.’ ‘Look,’ he said apologetically, ‘I’m sorry for saying that, I-‘ Aurora was shaking her head,. Mary was standing there with her feet about shoulder width apart. Her panties were in my pocket and my hand was cupping her fury pussy. This was her punishment. She was to stand there like that with me fingering her pussy until the next class bell rang. It was called “four minutes of heaven” and Mary had lost a bet with her girlfriends. They had picked me to do the honors basically because my sister was the one that she had lost the bet too. In fact I would get to finger fuck Mary between every.