She said, “What the fuck?” but my man just said, “Good evening!” as we strolled boldly past her. I think I heard the electronic sound of her p...one snapping a photograph. When we got inside, my man closed the gate and unhooked my leash. The dude who was smoking stared at me wide-eyed as my man petted me and then pulled a red squishy ball out of his pocket and threw it for me to fetch. I scampered across the dirt as fast as I could and grabbed it up in my mouth, along with some questionable. ”Mr. Rogers did not adequately prepare me for the people in my neighborhood.If stupidity were a disability, I know a few people who’d be getting monthly checks... You know you’re getting old when you can’t walk past a bathroom without thinking, “I might as well pee, as long as I’m here”.Pharmacist to a customer: “Sir, please understand, to buy an anti-depression pill you need a proper prescription ... Simply showing your marriage certificate and your wife’s picture is not enough.”A bookseller. “How could I indeed!” said Claire, with a wry smile, and sat back in the chair, taking another drink from the mug.“You don’t deny it?” he continued ponderously.She noticed Peter glowering at her from ‘his’ chair on the other side of the room.“I don’t answer to you Thomas,” she said grimly. “Less of your insolence, boy!”“But you should answer to me!” Peter had spoken.At last, she thought. “Any discussion about our marriage should be between us, Peter, not the whole family,” Claire snapped from. I am having lots and lots of wet dreams lately. Hell, I don’t even know what I was dreaming about.’ He tried going back to his sleep, but his pulsating dick wouldn’t let him rest. He knew he won’t be getting any sleep now, so he decided to jerk.He was in his room. His mom was sleeping in hers. His dad stays out of station for his business and comes home frequently. Since it’s the early hour of the morning, and he was sure that his mom was fast asleep, he pulled down his blanket and his shorts.