They're both hoping for nine inches, but will be happy enough with five.
Because she's always drinking from the coup de Grace. (This was my sister's favourite joke when we were kids. Once our mum flipped out on a long car journey because she told it too many times).
Her kids couldn't see her anymore, she was a trans-parent.
There is none. All of us hope that the next version will be more stable.
You get a certificate for showing you can do it and hope to god you never have to do it again
In inches. Snakes don't have any feet.
Nothing
