A story about a mid-afternoon poo:
"It was fucking emotional. It was really good and then it went all weird and loud. I probably had to clench my cheeks to stifle the noise because other mid afternoon poo and weeers were coming in. I hate, wish I had my own ‘do not disturb’ sign on that frigging door. I get all nervous and squeak"
We've all been there.
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