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| ... so why do you think your encounters with the opposite sex trigger these flashes of incontinence? | |
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| I think it goes back to when my Aunt Matilda baby-sat me. Her food gave me constipation, and then she went overboard with suppositories. | |
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| You must disassociate your Aunt Matilda with womankind in general, and a diet higher in fiber content couldn't hurt, either. Now go see the nurse for your prescription. | |
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| Thanks, Doc! Gosh, I feel better already. | |
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| Awaiting prescription orders ... | |
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| More shock therapy administered by Nurse Tobor! | |
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