.. Who has a question?”Another little boy puts up his hand. Obama points him out and asks him his name.“Steve,” he responds.“And what is your ...question, Steve?”Actually, I have two questions.+First, “Why did the recess bell ring 20 minutes early?”+Second, “And What the hell happened to Walter?”Just like BrianA man walked out to the street and caught a taxi just going by. He got into the taxi, and the cabbie said, “Perfect timing. You’re just like Brian” Passenger: “Who?”Cabbie: “Brian Sullivan.. The guy was a knob and didn't deserve her. I guess she began to see how crude and arrogant he was as well. "He was all over me the second we were alone." she said complaining. "Gawd, it was terrible how he would constantly pull his cock out and tell me to suck him." "I almost choked when Cheryl opened up and was describing her sex life to me with no reservation what so ever. "I mean gosh, it was like he thought his cock was the one of the seven wonders of the world or some thing," she said. We'd stopped walking and stood beneath one of the old fashioned lamps that lit the street. She'd grown up a lot over the last year or so, turning sixteen just a month before and already filling out. She wasn't perfect like Tiffany, but real girls never are and some people thought that's what made real girls even better than the synthetic ones. It's like what my dad said once, "Imperfections are the proof of life." But I wasn't sure I understood what that meant.Candice wasn't perfect, I knew. 'ERR thanks haha, yeah I look forward to it, i'll see you tomorrow'The exchanged good byes and Brad left. Brad for the rest of the day looked for somewhere to move to, he found a studio room in a house share with a few other young people only a twenty minute walk from his new work. It was within his budget and he signed the tenant agreement then and there. When he got back to his mums house he phoned the land lord and told him that he would be out by the end of the week. He arranged for someone.