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“Umarell” is an Italian folk term that refers specifically to elderly men, usually retired, who spend their time watching construction sites, often with their hands clasped behind their backs. The term originates from the Bologna dialect and has gained popularity across Italy.

The Star Spangled Banner – January 27, 1991

THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER is THE NATIONAL ANTHEM of THE UNITED STATES, written by FRANCIS SCOTT KEY in 1814 after he witnessed the bombardment of FORT MCHENRY during the War of 1812.

The lyrics celebrate the resilience of THE AMERICAN FLAG, which inspired FRANCIS SCOTT KEY to compose the song, officially adopted as THE NATIONAL ANTHEM in 1931.

WHITNEY HOUSTON’S PERFORMANCE OF THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER 

EVENT DETAILS 

DATE: January 27, 1991

LOCATION: Tampa Stadium, Tampa, Florida

OCCASION: Super Bowl XXV

AUDIENCE: 74,316 attendees and 115 million viewers in the U.S., with a global audience of 750 million

 PERFORMANCE HIGHLIGHTS

WHITNEY HOUSTON delivered a powerful rendition of THE NATIONAL ANTHEM during a time of heightened national tension due to the PERSIAN GULF WAR.

The performance was accompanied by THE FLORIDA ORCHESTRA, conducted by JAHJA LING.

WHITNEY HOUSTON’s version is widely regarded as one of the best renditions of THE ANTHEM in history, evoking strong patriotic feelings among viewers.

RELEASE & IMPACT 

Following the performance, WHITNEY HOUSTON’s rendition was released as a charity single to support soldiers and their families involved in THE GULF WAR.

The single was re-released after the SEPTEMBER 11 attacks in 2001, with all profits donated to victims and firefighters.

WHITNEY HOUSTON became the first artist to achieve a Top 10 hit with THE NATIONAL ANTHEM.

So happy to be with my close friends today

With my love of my life hubby of 43 amazing sexy years …

With my Newspaper boy

With several of my widowers and veteran friends

Every day, a blessing …attitude of gratitude to be alive…. and have cute painted toes and nails……

And I loooove recalling the times he fucked another woman with him. He gets so excited. So riled up remembering her. The other night, he moaned her name while we were fucking and I came right then and there.

But enough about me.

With the teeny bopper fucktoy now miles away, we’re getting creative.

As stated before, we’ll be reaching out and looking for new girls for husband.

The twist this time is that I want to see how long he can “hide” it from me before I figure it out. The second I suspect, I call him on it, and he confesses everything, and provides pictures, video, and play by play of his new fuck friend.

But I wont call it at first.

Noooo no no no.

I want to hear the innocence feigned in his voice when he says “Oh, I’m just at the store getting a few things.” when I call to find out why he’s late.

Maybe he’s at the store. Maybe at that very moment, some strange woman’s lips are wrapped around him and his fingers are in her hair and maybe, juuust maybe, he’s about to cum down her throat.

Maybe as he hangs up with me, the girl shakes her pretty head at what an idiot his wife must be before she mounts and rides him like the last horse out of town.

Maybe I’ll let it go on for months. I’ll ignore the condom wrapper in the car. I’ll pretend I dont notice his cock already tastes like pussy.

And every time, I’ll rub myself raw at the thought of whatever delicious things he may be doing to some tight, young body.

In the end, he gets to fuck a parade of pretty girls, a bunch of college freshmen get the confidence boost of being the woman a sexy married man would rather stuff with his cock than his wife, and I get to curl into a ball and get off till I pass out.