She will be very pleased to squash your shirts, blouses and underwear. If asked, she will also squeeze your trousers.Above All: When you leave us at t...e end of your holiday, you will have no hope. You will struggle to forget it.A parable to meditate on in our politically correct society...An old man, a boy and a donkey were going to town. The boy rode on the donkey, and the old man walked.As they went along they passed some people who remarked “What a shame, the old man is walking, the boy is. ”Elizabeth suddenly said, “Diane, where is your toilet? I think I need to throw up.”She was ushered to the little room, and quickly was sick into the pan. Diane held her head during this, sympathetically. “Morning sickness, dear?”Elizabeth coughed her mouth clear, and said, “Yes. This is the first time. Sorry it had to be in your home.”“Oh, I had it for a while, but it has left me now. It is a damn nuisance. Believe it or not, at my age, this is my first child I am carrying, and I am going. Interjecting as she stammered on I inquired asto her first sexual experience. Without a breath she talked on as if a dam wasbroke. With a slight grin on her face she told meof a Sunday after church with her first boyfriend.Her parents invited her friend to church with themthen to stay the day to enjoy a barbeque. As momand pop were fixing the dinner Dee and Ted weremaking out in the television room. Ted, with little finesse he worked his hand beneathher blouse then he pushed her bra up and. "It's more like an animal's collar than a necklace, especially with itlocked like this. Can I at least have a key to it so that I can take it offand put it on whenever I want?"Mom sighed. "Sorry, honey. But you can't take it off. You're gonna have towear it all the time. You're right, it IS a collar. It just looks like anecklace. But, aside from having your name on it, it has some importantfeatures. There's a serial number in small print under your name - that'sYOUR serial number. That's going.