may be a curious
place to begin
for other daughters and fathers
their relationships
to theirs not at all
You understand youre anonymous
Unless someone saw you enter the stall no one knows whos behind the doorbe grateful theres doors
Grateful?
Junior high high school boys lockerroom No doors
C’mon. You’re kddin’ me.
Nope https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XwbMimXex2o
That’s crazy.
Thas being a guy or rather my experience of being a guy
Therefore when I enter a mens
room I could give two shits wha noises I emit
Anonymous
Dig
I suppose I do.
Good
Then next time when youre in a stallanother woman enters and sits in the stall beside you let it rip
An earned distinct pleasure
I couldn’t.
Coudnt
Sowha girls women try to outquiet the other
In a manner of speaking.
Speak
A friend, you’ll remember her, Carlie .
.
. . I do She was a peach Cute Hilarious
Correct me if Im wrong Despite being one of the cool girls she
remained a friend through school high school unlike many of the others
The anointed
Anointed. Yasaid it.
Yes. She was one of the few. Unlike the others. That clique.
Cunts.
Learned early wha cunts were kiddo
I did.
But Carlie, a peach as you
say, taught me a clever trick.
A trick in the stall
Careful
I may not want to hear this
Stop.
Cant help myself
Im unfamiliar
with other sorts of tricks
This is Carlie.
Theres tha
Nevertheless.
She taught me that
if I had to fart to swadup some toilet paper, put it against myself, muff it.
Ohwow Clever
Woudnt have thought of tha Who taught her
Taught her? rolled her eyes I didn’t ask.
Apparently not a mother daughter thing
No. Maw never told me.
Have you told someone
Oh yeah.
You’re the first guy I’ve
told.
Well thank you
Youll excuse me if I do not effectuate the
muffle Lettin it rip is too liberating
Too unguylike
1153, Monday, 6 10. 25
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