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Reply to "‘What What in the Butt’"

I was young and unaware of what was going to happen next, bad
enough being corned with that large and very heavy steel paper
lined recliner in front of me preventing the only means of escape.
But try as I did just beat the hell out of both shins, and the terrible
fact of knowing I was lubricated left me exhausted and angry.
 
It never happened again, I always tell them I lost the thing in a
Bull riding competition in Wyoming, and I'm ready to fight about it.

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