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Simple Pleasures

Driving along the 401 and the stomach starts to percolate. A bead of sweat starts to pour down your forehead as the rumble grows in your stomach. Then you see an exit, bolt off and find a gas station with a clean public washroom and nobody in it.

AHHHHHHHHH what a great feeling it is!

Now you've brought back a horrible memory! This happened to me on the 427 and traffic was at a stand still, FUCK I was going nuts!!:don'twantto-see:/
 
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