. what do they know!So, Nang, the wild cat in the pet disguise, was getting a drink when I came in, dropped shorts, and changed atmospheric conditions...He turned his head, looked at me and gave one of the 900 plus sounds cats can make. This one signified displeasure ... he's good at that.I looked at him, "Well, good morning to you, too." Dripping with sarcasm.'What's so good about it? ... I was having a cool drink and you come in here and stink up the place.'Well, naturally, I figured it was. The bus started from bus stand and traveling on its path. During one stop middle-aged women around 36 or 37 age lady boarded the bus. Due to rush, she had no seats to sit and she was standing only. After a few more stops, my next seat passenger got down from the bus. So she sat next to me. After sitting she sat silently and was not talking anything. So I got bored and hearing songs on my phone. At one bend the bus turned suddenly. Due to this, she slipped from the seat in the path. So after. Nine months later Vera was born. In his family one had to do the "right" thing. They were married. Charles graduated and Dana finished up the next year. Charles' family set them up with a small home and a good job for Charles. He fucked her only once a year. On his own birthday. It was his present to himself. The rest of the year he was using prostitutes. The only good thing he did was use a condom when screwing the whores. So, over the years, by chance, Dana became pregnant and had her two. ”At that moment, it clicked in Nick’s mind. “Wait a second. Are you Malik Patrick,” he wondered aloud.“I am. How did you know,” the professor shot back.“I saw you on CNN a couple of weeks ago talking about the Pluto exploration.”“Oh okay. That’s cool.”“Hell yeah! It’s cooler than cool. If I did Twitter, I’d be trying to take a selfie and all that with you.”“Oh okay,” Malik chuckled. “You don’t do Twitter only? Or no social media at all?”“I just generally avoid social media altogether. I prefer.