I let out one of the wicked-est shits of my life earlier. It was one of those shotgun shits, the kind that build up from nights of drinking and eating red meat. The pressure before Operation EVAC was immense. It felt like one of those epic shits that levels up your sphicter a couple notches, something imperative if you're facing a pending prison
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