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If You Only Told Me That An Hour Ago

Mark walked into Stan’s but he was walking funny, like something was stuck in-between his legs.

“What is wrong with you?” Stan asked.

“I’m trying this new thing,” Mark said.  “My anal review is coming up, so I’m just cleaning house.”

“What the fuck did you just say?” Stan asked.

“Anal review,” Mark said.  “You know. When you get checked out, when they see what’s up with your anal.”

“Annual,” Stan said, bending over, laughing.  “Annual.  Like, yearly.  Annual.”

“Shit,” Mark said, putting his hand on his butt, like he was remembering a horrible moment in his life.  “Oh shit.”

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Title by: David S.
Story by: Jarvis

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