My sweet Lois liked this picture, which puzzles me. Her recollections to me of childhood experiences with the house did not connote some pleasure of any sort. Myself - well - once I was called upon by nature to test my fortitude and enter the inhuman chamber. Once in, I was desperately controlling my stomach from complying with the signals from my brain. Two exits. No waiting., kept transmitting until I completed the ordeal and left for the fresh, sweet air outside. Ahh, memories!
Posted on: Mon, 02 Dec 2013 18:40:38 +0000
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