...They say... she rode him to death. Can you imagine such a thing?
I can. It has to be my way-to-go of choice. That one and being killed at the age of 90 by a dozen of young and jealous husbands.
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...They say... she rode him to death. Can you imagine such a thing?
I can. It has to be my way-to-go of choice. That one and being killed at the age of 90 by a dozen of young and jealous husbands.
Hehe, both fine ways to go in my book too! I like the 90 one particularly!