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who ever made my potty had a sense of humor

feeling holy every time i sit on the ring of the toilet labeled church for every one to see my soul is less than clean as I lower the lid to read the brand of the unit porker I flush. and if in a hurry Tito will do the job as american standard is occupied.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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