In a rickety old outhouse, I found a spade and a garden fork, so I set to work clearing it because I had an idea of making money out of growing stuff ...here. But the trouble was, there was a dirty great big stump growing right in the middle of what I'd already decided was going to be the vegetable patch.An axe set me back five pounds from a junk shop, and the tight old sod behind the counter even charged me a fiver for a length of rusty old chain that I thought I might need to pull the stump. "You need to get up, you have a busy couple of days ahad of you." Who is this?" you replied, yawning sleepily as you blinked awake slowly."Oh it doesn't matter who I am, it matters who you are! Or rather, what you are!" came the cheerful tone again before adding "Notice anything different, dear?"What the hell was all of this about? It was the middle of summer vacation, your parents were away on holiday, and you had the full intention of enjoying yourself on these lazy days without some cryptic. When she broke up, we decided to go diffrent ways but still being friends.after some while I heard some friends talking and laughing about premature ejaculation.I wasn´t humiliated at first because I didn´t got the fact, that they were talking about ME.Some days later one of these friends texted me and told me that my ex was hanging out with them some days earlier.I wasn´t mad at all and I followed her invitation and went with some friends to her house the next dayWhen I entered the room. ”“That’s too bad for him. I bought the ticket after our divorce was final. I bought in on your birthday, that’s how lucky you are to me!” She wrapped her arms around him.“I love you Dan and I bought the ticket along with the ones I gave you. I consider it our money, not just mine alone. Now you can quit your job at Transit, become a house husband, and fuck all those different women in the afternoons. This also means we can easily afford to have our babies and our new home and never have to.