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The nurses are always brisk and purposeful. *** in this' she said, writing my name on the small plastic container "I'll be back soon" and out she went leaving me alone to ponder on my ability to fulfill this function. "Now what" I say to myself "Unbuckle or unzip or both?" How best to relax. do what I gotta do standing or sitting? Will there be enough? and what if it spills? Could I get it off the floor? and if not, where could I get more? Carefully, carefully, the job done I put the precious liquid aside and carefully, carefully I pick up and ***** on the lid. Zip. Buckle. Preen. What tales will this ichor tell?
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Jul 16, 2016
Jul 16, 2016 at 6:04 AM UTC
The measure of a man's worth
The nurses are always brisk and purposeful. *** in this' she said, writing my name on the small plastic container "I'll be back soon" and out she went leaving me alone to ponder on my ability to fulfill this function. "Now what" I say to myself "Unbuckle or unzip or both?" How best to relax. do what I gotta do standing or sitting? Will there be enough? and what if it spills? Could I get it off the floor? and if not, where could I get more? Carefully, carefully, the job done I put the precious liquid aside and carefully, carefully I pick up and ***** on the lid. Zip. Buckle. Preen. What tales will this ichor tell?
Two new back operations coming up. Can't be too  glum.
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Jul 16, 2016
Jul 16, 2016 at 6:04 AM UTC
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