“I wish you had. THAT would have been more fun than what I remember happening that night.”
“I’m afraid you can’t. You see I have a problem with the vows. Specifically the part where it says, ‘Forsaking all others,’” he said. “Forget it,” she said, “I always have. That may be why I’ve been divorced more times than a character on a soap opera.”
He got off of his shelf of course.
The problem with that sort of situation is that someone usually ends up being ignored after a while, and it’s usually the one who pees standing up.
Having had some experience of schools from both sides (I was briefly staff at a high school – fortunately, I recovered my sanity before it was too late) I know that this is truer than most people expect. Similarly, the Army, Navy, and Air Farce are not run by officers, they are run by NCOs who just let officers think they run things.
Can’t it be both?
Not when I was that age, but then again when I was that age the choice of coffee was limited to regular or decaf, and no one ordered decaf. A lot of the girls spent their money on cigarettes which they consumed in the girls washrooms (I’m an old Canadian).
Makes them easier to read. No need for fingerprint powder.
If there’s one thing that I have learned from watching 60 year-old episodes of “Perry Mason” and 20 year-old episodes of “CSI” it is that you never leave incriminating fingerprints on the weapon.
So where exactly does the part where we get naked and do disgusting yet enjoyable things with each other come in (you should excuse the double enendre)?