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Join Date: Aug 2000
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A social Commentary
In a meeting, Up in front,
A gurgle happens in my gut. Sensation growing, moving down Please Oh Please, no Noise of Brown. Pinching cheeks with all my might Hope to God the Seals' tight. If it happens, and my Crack gets tacky I'm so fooked...My pants, light khaki. Presentation, finish quick The smell escapes, makes people sick. No I can't take any questions Must go deal with Indigestion. Throwing People out of my way, they'll be sorry if I stay. Run for bathroom Doing fine, Grab A stall, thank God no Line. Explosion Happens, volume triples Did Crapnel chunks just hit my nipple? I made it through, and tamed this beast Hold my Breath and Sigh Relief. Into room They come, as Toilet Drains, As I proudly walk, the walk of Shame. Last edited by Iowanian; 06-28-2007 at 09:45 AM.. |
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