”From a friend of J & G.A French monk wrote a manifesto stating that every woman would agree to sell her body for money. The manifesto was read by t...e Queen of France and she invited the monk for a chat. - So, you’re stating that every women would agree to sell herself?- Yes.- Me too?- Of course.- And how much do you think I would cost?- 500 francs.- What?! Only 500 francs?!- Here you go - you’ve already started to negotiate.I wonder what Facebook employees do to waste their time at work?Ever. After a few minutes he sat on his computer chair and I sat on the edge of bed we were talking and holding each other’s hand. Then he came and sat near me. I just smiled and started looking down. I was getting myself ready for the most awaited moment the first lip lock of my life.Like a filmy situation, he put my hairs on the back. I looked into his eyes and then closed my eyes and started feeling his breath. He kissed on my forehead and then on my cheeks and finally a small kiss on my lips. His. We looked into each others eyes. "Well, in one night, you went from 'best friend' to 'fiancé'. That is impressive." "It was nine years in the making though," she made clear, before her arms went around me as more tears were shed. We just held each other for about an hour and the midnight hour became breached. "Holy shit," she mentioned, bringing her fingers to her upper neck. "My heart is still sprinting." "I guess tomorrow, we'll have to go ring shopping," I said, letting go of her. "Just. ” Tink replied, scratching at a greasy smudge on her face.“How did you order a pizza?”“Tink use magic screen. Type in pizza.”Mike stared at the little goblin, mouth open. “My laptop was locked. How did you get in?”Tink tapped the goggles on her head. “Tink order extra good pizza.” The door chimed again. Mike grabbed his hair in frustration, then pointed at Tink“Stay out of sight. We’ll have the internet talk later.” Tink shrugged, walking out of the kitchen. Shaking his head, he ran to the.