Didnt there used to be an urban myth of an old lady who farted so much,one winters night she closed her bedroom window,the methane level in her bedroom built up to such a degree she died overnight of methane narcosis
Didnt there used to be an urban myth of an old lady who farted so much,one winters night she closed her bedroom window,the methane level in her bedroom built up to such a degree she died overnight of methane narcosis
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
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