Subject: See this grandma take everything off

From: "Elizabeth Loos" <[email-masked]>
Date: Wed, 25 Apr 2018 17:58:44 -0400

Grandma Goes Wild In
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She 88 years old yet looks 50

In these pictures you can see how incredible she looks after rubbing this on her face in the mornings.

Give it a try
on your face

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appeared, she took him upstairs at once. Jim was 148standing at the dow, watching two boys and a puppy in a neighbouring yard. He glanced listlessly over his shoulder as the door opened, but at sight of a boy in Scout uniform, he hurried across to him, crying out, My! But its good to see a boy! Then he glanced at Laura, the colour flaming in his face. Would she mind? But she was smiling at him, and looking almost as happy as he felt. This is Jack Harding, Elsies brother, she said, and, Jack, this is my

boy Jim. I hope he can persuade you to stay to lunch with him. Then she shut the door and left the two together. When she went back at noon, she found the boys deep in the mysteries of knots. Jim looked up, his homely little face full of pride. Jack is learning me to tie all the different knots, he cried, and hes going to learn me boy Jim. I hope he can persuade you to stay to lunch with him. Then she shut the door and left the two together. When she went back at noon, she found the boys deep in the mysteries of knots. Jim looked up, his homely little face full of pride. Jack is learning me to tie all the different knots, he cried, and hes going to learn me [‘teach, corrected Jack softly]yes, teach me everything Ill have to know before I can be a Scout. Jacks a second class Scoutsee his badge? Weve had a bully time, havent we,yes, teach me everything Ill have to know before I can be a Scout. Jacks a second class S
coutsee his badge? Weve had a bully time, havent we,

life, and she didnt at all mind the noise and disorder that he brought into it. He whistled now from 152morning till night, and his pockets were perfect catch-alls. Sometimes they were stuck together with cheg-gum or molasses candy, and sometimes they were soaked with wet sponges, and his handsshe counted one Saturday, thirteen times that she sent him to wash them between getting up and bedtime. The girls always wanted Jim at their Camp Fire meetings, for a part of the time at least. As Miss Lauras boy they felt that in a way he belonged to them too,

longing in his eyes was a revelation to her. Of course, it is boys he is longing forboys and out-of-door fun. I ought to have known, she said to herself, and at once she called Elsie Harding on the telephone. Will you ask your brother Jack if he will come here Saturday morning and see Jim? Tell him it is a chance for his ‘one kindness, a kindness that will mean a great deal to my boy. Ill tell him, Elsie promised. I know hell be glad to go if he can. Laura said nothing to Jim, but when Jack Harding