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from Group Hug

I have a crush on the janitor at my school. His silver hair is like wisps of moonlight. His eyepatch makes him look mysterious. Watching him mop makes my uterus quiver. I could stand in the halls all day and stare at him mop up vomit, maneuvering that big wooden stick around.

No milk will ever be your milk. But if it makes you feel any better, I'm stealing that uterus quivering line.

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