It's not how you pick your nose, but where you put the booger.If your not a hemorrhoid, get off my ass.I'm out of bed and dressed....What more do you ...ant.I love cats...dead ones.I don't have an attitude problem...You have a perception problem.One good thing about Alzheimer's is you get to meet new people every day.FAILURE IS NOT AN OPTION! It comes bundled with the software.I want to die while asleep like my Grandfather, not screaming in terror like the passengers in his car.I can't dial 911.. It was Saturday and the girls were looking at some old clothes to decide what Kay might want before Ann threw them out. I had changed into my jogging shorts, t, and running shoes. The shorts are kind of silky and because I don't wear a jock, my dick is pretty obvious if you look. I had left the house to begin my run and realized I had forgotten my key. So, I returned to the house and went upstairs to retrieve my key.I entered the bedroom to find Ann, still in her short nightgown, standing. At happy hour, I saw him again. It was hot talking to a guy who had just seen my breasts." "So you have been an exhibitionist for a long time?" "I have. I flirted with this guy, and went back to his room and fucked him. I fucked him the rest of the time we were there. I felt so naughty when I got back fucking my then boyfriend, after fucking this other guy." "What was the attraction?" "Well, he was good looking with dark hair. He was in really good shape. He was just wearing a bikini, so I was. Charming.“Oh,” I say. “I don’t want to impose.”“No.”I raise an eyebrow.“You’re not,” he begins. “It’s not…”He points at the seat. I perch demurely on the edge, put my handbag down beside me, and look out of the window.Kent gives way to Sussex in a racing vista of deep green fields, tight clumps of woodland, and bright bodies of water that flash in the golden evening sun. The beer makes it even lovelier. One thing alcohol doesn’t get enough credit for is the unique perspective it gives to.