. Everyone thinks they are senile.An elderly couple was celebrating their sixtieth anniversary. The couple had married as childhood sweethearts and ha... moved back to their old neighborhood after they retired. Holding hands, they walked back to their old school. It was not locked, so they entered, and found the old desk they'd shared, where Jerry had carved I love you, Sally.On their way back home, a bag of money fell out of an armored car, practically landing at their feet. Sally quickly picked. I never thought anything of other than she was putting on a little weight. But over time I gradually noticed it getting bigger and bigger. Then one night while spying on them fucking Vera dropped the bomb.'Greg, lover, that was wonderful. Oooh how you make me feel. I just can't get enough of you, my black stud.''I know. It's a good thing I keep in shape or I'd never be able to keep up with an insatiable slut like you.''Sweetheart what are we going to do about my condition? It's getting rather. It smells like something from a place you might have once called home. She is like someone you once knew, but the feeling is different. You want to say something, but your mouth is so dry. Your tongue is stuck to the roof of your mouth, and you struggle to move it. Panic. Don’t panic. ‘Water,’ you manage to say. ‘Oh! It lives. It speaks,’ the girl says with sarcasm born of too many bad Frankenstein movies, yet you feel a straw at your lips, and you pull the plastic into your mouth and. Uh-oh, just the sight, the thought of walking out into it, sent a sense of panic through us. Knowing, it was our only option, we got in a straight line, held hands, took a deep breath, and took off in a rather fast pace at first. Within seconds, the coldness of the rain began to take a toll. Our pace slowing with every step, and finally turning into very slow,struggling steps. It seemed the further we walked, the rain got harder and colder. Between the drinks, the cold rain, and our very full.