I came home from a long day at work. I work at a Hell where I Fart Dogs and today my boss yelled at me. He said, "Tess, OMG THATS AWFUL!!." It was terrible. ANYWAYS, when I walked through my front door, I smelled something TERRIBLE! It smelled like a Snake's Pee. I walked further into my house, into the kitchen. It was in the fridge: Above of the Butt was a cup of Diarrhea. How did that get there? I didn't know what to do with the super smelly drink so... I put some in my Clit but there was more left so I drank it. It felt like I had been Headbutted by a Blue Chop. I screamed "Oh no...." and Pisses myself.
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