At first glance, someone missing an arm must be in a far more life-threatening situation than someone with a little hole in their chest, but that was ...sually not the case. It had taken a fair amount of street experience to learn just how horrific the damage of the average gunshot wound could be. That knowledge kept tears in her eyes as she evaluated and treated as best she could, patient after patient. She was able to ignore all the details other than the wounds, things like gender, or more. “Hi, Paul. You alright, mate?” he slurred, then screwed his face up into a weird smile. “The better man won. You deserve her.” Then he broke out into drunken laughter, and fell over onto his backside.“You’re drunk, Mark. Get yourself off home.”“They kicked me out!” he said incredulously. “I was just trying to tell them that someone was having sex around the back, but they wouldn’t listen. They just said I was drunk and threw me out.”“You are drunk. Do you want me to order you a taxi?”Mark’s. Kisi ka bhi man unhe chodne ko ho jayega.aakhir cheez hi aisi hain wo.pichhle dino,garmi ki chhutiyan pad gayi thi meri.mami ne mujhe apne yaha aane ko kaha,mai bhi ye soch kar aane ko raaji ho gaya ki chalo chuutiyan wahi bitayi jaye.mai apne kapde waigarah pack kar shaam ki train me reservation kara li.maine apna reservation 3rd ac me karwya tha….train me chadhkar mai apne jagah par jakar baith gaya.Abhi train ko chalne me karib aadha ghanta tha.karib 15-20 min baad ek 30-35 sal ki mahila. I found something eye catching which was a polo t shirt of UCB. I was going to ask about that t shirt to shop counter boy at the same time a girl with black purse in hand came there and asked about the same t shirt about which i had asked him simultaneously. He was showing it to me and her too and i asked that you have gave me XL size and i would like to prefer L size only. He was about to put that t shirt in front of me and as soon as he had put it that girl had grabbed that tshirt and i was.