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Originally Posted by puckluck
What a joke.
I'll be sure to melt my inheritance when the time comes.
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I'd like to be shot dead at 94 years of age by a jealous teenage husband as I'm walking out of a diner after finishing maxxing out my VISA on eggs, hash browns and toast, with no insurance and leaving nothing in my bank account or savings and having earlier donated any real estate to an animal shelter.
Cowperson