The woman astride my legs appeared to be slightly younger than my thirty years, with long brown hair and a pixie face."Erin."I didn't know anyone name... Erin, and was just about to ask where the hell she had come from when I noticed she was stark naked.I screamed again."You're silly," Erin giggled, and I fought the urge to let loose once again when I noticed her wings. Instead I lay there, my eyes threatening to spring out of their sockets, my mouth gaping open."What are you?" I asked when I. ” The other student said, “I think you have Zovitzki Syndrome.” The old man said, “You thought but you are wrong.”So they asked him, “Well, old timer, what do you have?” The old man said, “I thought it was a fart ... but I was wrong, too!”... ✧ ✧ ✧Compliments of Reltney Mc ‎I heard a variation of that story (the wine-for-husband story)During Mr. Clinton’s presidency, it was reported, the President descended the stairs of Marine One, on the South Lawn of the White House, carrying two pigs. The. “Gregor didn’t make it? It is indeed a sad day, without mother’s personality creator he is gone forever!”Both Kimison and Rayburn nodded then Kimison spoke up. “Rayburn and I have been studying the brain box. We believe we have come up with a way to bring it back. Though with a different personality that has been chosen. We’ll get back to it, if we have success we will contact you so Shelby can re-gen it.”Derrick nodded as they both clicked off. Derrick was rubbing his chin he was surprised. She spun to shout orders when the first cannonball ripped across the deck. A crew member caught it in the center of his chest and was propelled backward, through the rail and over the side. Another cannonball was headed at her and she was forced to dive to the side as the place she was standing at erupted into a shower of splinters further effectively cutting off any orders she was to give. She slammed into the deck and took a moment—one she didn’t have—to get her bearings. Around her the crew.