Now I have a small bout of the constipation. Couldn't 'go' this morning. My mom is very worried and threatening to take me to the vet (nice lady and all, but I can do without that stick-thing going up my tush).
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WHERE DOES YOUR DAD GET THOSE CUTE PICTURES OFYOU FROM? SURE LOOKS LIKE YOU (IN DISTRESS THOUGH). I WOULDNT WORRY TOO MUCH THOUGH. YOUR GRANDMA SUFFERS WITH THAT DILEMNA, ALL HER LIFE, AND DOESN`T NEED DOCTORS TO CORRECT THE MATTER.
"EVERYTHING COMES OUT IN THE END."
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