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Eliza2 1
*LOL* 2
SagaciousSighFiGurl 1
Winning 10
freebyrdll 3
Leila 1
mutton 5
MirandaL 15
Chey 7
LonelyBoy 7
Betty M 1

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MirandaL --- 2 years ago -

Don't you have an office we could go to? 

LonelyBoy --- 2 years ago -

Well I like to keep these kinds of visits more....personal 

*LOL* --- 2 years ago -

Well I like to keep these kinds of visits more....personal

I think you two are made for each other.

I just love it when we have a successful match on KU. 

Chey --- 2 years ago -

stalker alert! 

MirandaL --- 2 years ago -

This sounds weirdly suggestive now, I don't appreciate shenanigans. My husband was concerned with me coming onto this site, it seems that his suspicions are being confirmed. 

LonelyBoy --- 2 years ago -

He can join us. 

Betty M --- 2 years ago -

Miranda, I went through this situation last thanksgiving. It began with a noticeable change in the viscosity of my saliva. Within minutes, my mouth had filled with a thick foamy slime. Though I was in a cool climate controlled room a salty sweat broke out, and I felt my heartbeat quicken as my body threw itself into fight or flight.
The animal noises broadcasting from my pelvis were an ominous warning of the violent acts that were to follow. I shouldered my way into the bathroom, clawing at my zipper, moaning with pain. The smell came first. It started sweet, almost tangy. That was quickly overpowered by a cloying chemical perfume.
The first volley of feces hit the water like soda cans and nickles. The resulting splash drenching my bottom in foul brackish water, but this was quickly becoming the least of my worries.
After another moment, the noises in my core hit a fever pitch and I was struck rigid with pain. The sweat was now running into my eyes, but the room had turned ice cold and my hands began to spasm.
I felt an insidious burning flooding my escape hatch. I gasped. Hot yellow poison began spraying from my front, changing in pitch and echo as the stream of diarrhea whipped around the toilet bowl, creating a nightmarish Doppler effect that can only be appreciated in hindsight.
My legs fell asleep sitting on the toilet. I couldn't have stood up if I wanted to.
Wiping was a no-go. Toilet paper simply became a vile paper mache'. My hands were quickly soiled. A full blown shower was needed, and all of my towels had to be burned 

LonelyBoy --- 2 years ago -

The f*ck man. Cock-block much? 

MirandaL --- 2 years ago -

This is disgusting. 

*LOL* --- 2 years ago -

Well, this has been entertaining.

Now scat! And do your homework! 

Winning --- 2 years ago -

The f*ck man. Cock-block much??



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mutton --- 2 years ago -

I can't believe I am still reading all of this... 

SagaciousSighFiGurl (Mod) --- 2 years ago -

Patty O. Furniture!!
Cris P. Bacon!!

They're back!!! 

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