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Hold on

can't hold on much longer what am I gonna do? It's not my fault mom made so much food and I drank so much soda then suddenly everything was falling off the table on the floor and we were clinging on to our lives everybody took turns to go in the cave everybody relieved and at last it was my turn to use the toilet!!
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