When I Die…
…I can’t decide if I’d like to get shot up into space or buried under a newly planted tree. I dream of drifting past a comet or getting sucked into Jupiter’s orbit but I should probably set my sights a bit lower and aim for pencil.
- My Dog Never use to Beg for Food, Now he Begs ALL THE TIME!
- According to Research 25% of Men Over 85 said they had Sex in the Last Year…
