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WTF! Why is the crapper, always occupied?

Nine AM rolls round time for, a constitutional taking a dump, off of my mind doin a semi-institutional Back at ten, to the same scene rearranging underpants ass busting at the seams wildly doing a wasted dance while stifling, a scream Holy shit, the crappers full long lines outside the stalls no gastrointestinal relief in sight my poop from ass, can't fall Whence do all these assholes hail and how do I gauge a break seeking to release my crap avoiding, an intestinal mistake
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TemporalFugue
64 / M
Published
May 31, 2017
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20·84
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Ya gotta be kidding me, there's only so many butt holes in the building and not all of them are male! So WTF are the crappers always full? :D

Maybe, it's just a movement, in time (snicker) get it? Movement? in time? :/ N/M

Adult content, well, maybe not ;D~

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#crapper#occupied#humor#assholes#adult
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