If you are going to pass,be frisky.
Flowing in our sins.
California scheming.
Play a little fair for me,my baby.
Tears may set  me on fire.
The bounds of pylons.
She’s weaving foam,hi,hi.
Life is what happens when you are making others dance.
My isle of guinness free.
My file of winners’ fees.
Blathering frights.
Song of the biscuits.
Sand in his flies.
Be sure to wear some towers with your flair.
Be sure to bare some wealth for Tony Blair.

Unfried chips for sale with wishes free.

Rinse pies here after Xmas.Apply now,without replay

No eatings swallowed here by murder

I may have mentioned my husband was having some surgery last summer.Whilst he was waiting [dressed only in pyjamas and dressing gown] he decided to go to the l toilet .He saw a door with  two signs so  that either sex could use it.He went in,locked the dor and made use of the urinal.,which was in the open with no door, then went to wash his  horny hands.
Suddenly the door of the cubicle opened and out came a woman of riper years.Instead of looking surprised  or worried that she had forgotten to lock the door she came over to him  at once.
Are you a Christian? she demanded  wistfully
Well,I believe in God,he answered dishonestly yet truthfully
May I give you a tract? she enquired loudly and urgentl

If you must,he whispered sorrowfully
But she couldn’t find one so she departed..was she real I wonder?

Beware of such shared conveniences as you never know whom you might meet.Maybe it’s a tactic for desperate lonely singletons.
She declared she would pray for him.But is it always a good thing
to pray for someone if they don’t want it?To me it seems a mite agressive.Why not pray for them without telling  them?

Suppose he had been much younger and more aggressive?He could have attacked her claiming it was shock… lock the outer door in such places,I beg you