drsawzall

The world is sitting around with their thumbs up their asses while the following happens... She advanced her final slide. A blueprint of the VIREX node, overlaid with organ-trafficking paths, genetic data samples, and civilian abductions flagged across 14 countries. “Here’s what we stopped. If you think we should’ve waited—then tell me how many children would’ve survived that wait.”

The tale of a young Jimmy, struggling to find his way in the world, cast off from his family. Watch Jimmy grow as he finds the courage to build his own family! Thoroughly engrossing and captivating, this will be hard to put down, folks!! Please read it and weep, read it and laugh, and read it and cry!

Simply well done, and from the bottom of my heart, thank you for sharing this!!

Yes please and thanks

They found the right place to go, and did not need to use their money

After all that, what will the morning bring?

The calm before storm Matthew me thinks.

Jimmy is incredibly lucky…

And yet there’s the French frigate to worry about. As to the letters…

A tale for Halloween if I ever saw one...

Beware of Austin, a lust like that is not easily ignored...

But does our narrator have the courage, I was gonna say balls, to do something about this, will he have the courage of that conviction...and act on it?? My mind was a whirlwind of panic and denial. I wanted to scream, to tell him he was wrong, but the memory of my body's betrayal was too fresh, too raw. He had seen the proof of his power, and I knew he was right. I was trapped. But as his confidence swelled, I felt a flicker of my own will returning. It was a fragile thing, but it was there. I finally looked him in the eyes, my gaze steady. "I won't be a part of this," I said, my voice gaining strength. "I'll see you tomorrow at the presentation."

I'm done, just another proofreading or two and will send off by Monday!!! I'm gonna be early @Valkyrie...are those aliens hiding behind those storm clouds??

Dear Lt Vanity has taken at least one public step too far. Keep Jamie off of night watch...It's time to encounter a French ship and clear the decks! Perhaps a splinter the size of my forearm could be dislodged by a cannonball and find a new home in Lt Vanity's backside...

I'd have to go by days of the year...or double up months...

So, among the three confidants, who is the snake in the grass?

I'm glad that their talk with Jonah paid the appropriate dividends...that was huge! Kit, I'm here in Central Massachusetts, we could go hiking the White Mountains...tame for you but the backrubs after...ah...just kidding... The pictures of Jack's back keep lurking in the background, I now believe they will be very persuasive if the need arises... Jack should keep some sort of record of his beatings and treatment...I have to wonder if he goes home over the summer, how he will fare? Do we see Nick and his mother "rescuing" him? Noah, the doctor's orders are to: rub one out in the morning shower, just after breakfast, before lunch, and before evening studies, then three times upon going to bed...a vasectomy may be in order as well. Hopefully, the letter from Nick's mom gets written and other parents do as well...it may pass, pun intended, as a harmless prank, but farting in front of a room full of students is grounds for dismissal, and the cute names have to go, and the boys should tell him that in a witnessed conversation. One last thought, make sure to lock your doors, boys, before going to bed!!!!

Does the Phallus Phactory phranchise?

Perhaps the answer lies in taking Duke Kentonworth out...

Rationalizing makes all things possible...

WTF..... “I took the liberty of ordering,” Andrew had said, not as an apology, but a statement of fact. “You’ll thank me. Most people are paralysed by choice. I simplify things for them.” Really, excuse me? Jimmy had tried. “That sounds frustrating,” he’d offered, a pathetic life raft thrown into a tidal wave. Andrew had paused, blinked as if noticing him for the first time, and smiled a thin, condescending smile. “It’s the burden of competence. But you wouldn’t know about that, would you? Government work. All about… process, isn’t it? Not results.” How about go fuck yourself?? “So, be honest,” Andrew said, gesturing with a chopstick. “What’s a guy like you even doing on a date with a guy like me? It’s a bit of a reach, isn’t it? I’m just curious about the thought process.” It wasn’t a question. It was a verdict. And in that moment, Jimmy felt it too. Small. Dull. A speck of dust in the glorious universe of Andrew. It's just me, but I never let anyone talk to me in the manner that asshole acted... Punch Drunk, there's a term I haven't heard in a while...Talk about lucky...

So sad...

Nothing like telling the truth and blow jobs to clear the air....

Well...the one helping could pretend to be a bird...say...a swallow???

Perhaps some intense muscle relaxation for that stiffness???