On a long train trip I used to spend most of the time in the rest room, till some asshole called the guard and had the door unlocked. By the time I was 18, I no longer locked myself in the can, but brazenly whipped it out in my seat, giving free reins to my innate reprobate need, draping my sweater over it whenever a clerly flap-pricked wuss walked up the aisle towards me. - The bus wanker
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On a long train trip I used to spend most of the time in the rest room, till some asshole called the guard and had the door unlocked. By the time I was 18, I no longer locked myself in the can, but brazenly whipped it out in my seat, giving free reins to my innate reprobate need, draping my sweater over it whenever a clerly flap-pricked wuss walked up the
aisle towards me. - The bus wanker
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