I saw two girls run out of the restroom snickering, didn't think much of it so I continued into, what turned out to be, the cement to my phobia of public restrooms. Those two demons had gone ice skating on their used period soaked pads. I'm talking all over the floors, the walls, the stalls, the mirrors, the sinks,…
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ellen degeneres' ancestor?