My goodness gracious! Ugh... It is when your blood whirls swiftly to the brain, like lightning bolt racing with thunder to the earth; making you shudder because of the sudden cold that stings every single hair grows on your body. Ugh! Some kind of nausea blots the safeguard of your stomach, giving the taste of raw salty sea mollusk in the mouth of your throat. You just don't know if you have to stand up and talk or stay underground wincing making grimaces to communicate to goblins in their subway tunnels. Ugh....
A friend is a relief, more friends are a rejoice!
A kiss and an embrace are just not good enough to utter your bliss!
Your toilet is waiting. You're just so glad you can eventually go inside and discard your waste overkill out.
Ahhh....
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