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I inserted a suppository right after I had been using super glue. My hand is stuck in my **** and I don't know what I'm going to do. When I went to the hospital, the doctors and nurses laughed. They were in hysterics from laughter and they called me daft. When they laughed, it offended me so I kicked the doctors below the belt. They kicked me out and blacklisted me because they didn't like how it felt. Because of my problem, I can't drive a car or ride my bike. I can't afford a taxi so to get to places, I have to hitchhike. The drivers also laugh and I have to slap them to make them keep their mouths shut. It's been three years and I don't think I'll ever be able to get my hand out of my ****
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Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 5:23 PM UTC
My Hand Is Stuck In My ****
I inserted a suppository right after I had been using super glue. My hand is stuck in my **** and I don't know what I'm going to do. When I went to the hospital, the doctors and nurses laughed. They were in hysterics from laughter and they called me daft. When they laughed, it offended me so I kicked the doctors below the belt. They kicked me out and blacklisted me because they didn't like how it felt. Because of my problem, I can't drive a car or ride my bike. I can't afford a taxi so to get to places, I have to hitchhike. The drivers also laugh and I have to slap them to make them keep their mouths shut. It's been three years and I don't think I'll ever be able to get my hand out of my ****
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randy-johnson
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Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 5:23 PM UTC
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