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The worst is when you're in the middle of a good, deep shit and the fucking phone rings...so you hurry to pinch it off, wipe as fast as possible, stumble out of the bathroom, pants at your thighs, trying to get them pulled uop only to hear..."good afternoon sir or ma'am, I have an exciting offer from Verizon wireless..."
.....to which I return to my throne and set the phone on my leg while I continue where I left off (if possible).
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