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Sunday, August 21, 2022
20 August: Saturday glumpusburg.
Pile of poo. Not what I've come to accept from a Saturday poo. But what can I do? I can't control what comes out of my ass. I wish every poo was perfect, but that just. Can't. Be. I do what I can do. And I make no apologies for what comes out of my bunghole. There you go. I said it.
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