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I was trying to take a fat ♥♥♥♥ a diarrhea to be exact. I was just minding my own ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ business until a fly by the age of 18 days (42 in fly years) sexually assaulted my ass and crawled all over it. I got scared and jumped up and down to get the fly off my ass. And what happened next made me ♥♥♥♥ all over the toilet seat. But i didn't care about that, that was the least of my worries. What i worry about is my ptsd because of it. I went to 10 therapists and they all told me im stupid and its a fly. I was too scared to take a ♥♥♥♥ after 4 days. But one day i had to piss and... i saw him... the fly that sexually assaulted me, I as a professional football player (well in my dreams i am) aimed my ♥♥♥♥ at the fly and said "hasta la vista baby" and pissed on the fly killing him instantly then i wiped the toilet seat clean and took the fattest ♥♥♥♥ with no worry at all.