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this morning i was grumbling and growling over the curse of heterosexuality that caused me to be married to my slob and to be the mother of my wee slob-in-training, but once i admitted to myself that it was hormones talking, the grumbles subsided to a dull roar. why the hormones were talking, i do not know, but who cares? i just refuse to be a stereotypical slave to them.



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