Friday, March 31, 2017


Offering of the day...

Penny gasped.  She looked like she was trying to swim the hardwood floor.  One foot kicked at the floor and then stiffened like the mother of all muscle spasms had taken hold, its mind on setting the record.  She produced a sound, a real rip, her bowels turning into an enemy, dumping any and everything, a concentrated flush filling the seat of those grey slacks. 

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