So, I'm booking it through the house to the bathroom and fervently hoping nobody is occupying it. And, naturally, my brain starts singing "God, I hope I make it, I hope I make it...how much farther can it beeee? I really need to pee. Oh god, I need to pee. I hope I get. To. Peeeeee." And then I was upstairs and in the bathroom. And *now* I have an
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