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It was twenty past two, In my bed I was snoozing Soon to be awoken, Though not through my choosing I needed to urinate, I had to go and *** Not one beer before bed, Instead I had three Not that I was drunk, Not even a little, The issue you could say - My wakefulness was brittle I went to the bathroom, Not turning on a light, A lapse of judgement, I'll admit in hind sight My urethra had opened, My ***** did **** But unfortunately my friends, It was quite the bad miss In the darkness I stood, As I threw down a towel, An action that ultimately, Only led to a row Apparantly this mopping, And a squirt of febreeze, Just wasn't enough, To put my girlfriend at ease.
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Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 12:26 PM UTC
No Trickle of Hope
It was twenty past two, In my bed I was snoozing Soon to be awoken, Though not through my choosing I needed to urinate, I had to go and *** Not one beer before bed, Instead I had three Not that I was drunk, Not even a little, The issue you could say - My wakefulness was brittle I went to the bathroom, Not turning on a light, A lapse of judgement, I'll admit in hind sight My urethra had opened, My ***** did **** But unfortunately my friends, It was quite the bad miss In the darkness I stood, As I threw down a towel, An action that ultimately, Only led to a row Apparantly this mopping, And a squirt of febreeze, Just wasn't enough, To put my girlfriend at ease.
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Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 12:26 PM UTC
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