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| I'm convinced my shit has eyes! | |
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| I bust for a shit when I walk home from work. As I get to my front door, I feel like my turds are stampeding their way out. | |
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| So, like, your turds are self-aware beings? Fuck! | |
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| It's like my shit sees all and knows when it's time to come out and play. | |
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| I hate getting cornered by drunks at parties. | |
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