Anne stood her ground. "Stan, we hadn't actually done anything yet. We're looking —" Huh! Just looking! It sounded like you'd decided, to me when I ...alked in!"Anne bit a bitter retort back behind her teeth. She had indeed made a decision, but Stan had intruded... Stan misinterpreted her hesitation and ploughed on, though."Well I don't know that I want to move. I'm comfortable in my own home, the home I built together with my wife — you remember her?" Oh, that's so unfair Stan! Of course I. So I don't take any blah-blah for an answer anymore. I am too old and respected to eat any more of that sh*t.! Proofs - not counting hundreds of blogs in a few dozens of languages:1: -- #5 over all as 'petdyke' (with 410) in English -- Give me back my profile or face financial costly consequences!2: -- #1 weekly or monthly (17) as 'Poet-PETER' since Summer,entering the top-100 once more with a dozen in line.3: -- #3 over all as 'petdyke' (with 82) in Dutch -- Give me back my profile or face. Corporal Waller and Jones managed to take out the tanks before they were killed."I looked at retired sergeant major Mendez, "Smith and Norris ripped most of the ground troops apart but Smith was wounded while Norris died from a mortar round. Your father went to pull Smith to safety and was shot ... he did get Smith to safety but he died of his wounds later."I hesitated before continuing, "Jenkins and Leonard drew fire destroying the ground transports and were killed shortly after your father.. As the dance finished she muttered “ I still fucking hate you “ and went away. We began to tidy up and people drifted off home. My next door neigbour and our wives and I were clearing up the last of the food put some stuff away most of the booze and food was gone Kate staggered by and sat down on the garden seat She rambled on about it being her birthday and no one to fuck her and called us all dick less wonders. Our wives just laughed and told us take her home. Tom and I lifted her to her.