You drop your hands to your sides and start to breathe. You flex your arm to try and relieve some of the tension from the smack off the toilet. You slowly and calmy lift the garbage can from your head. Then you feel a strange swell in your throat. The hiccups...after everything you've already been through, the clouds open up and God says "I hate you, have some hiccups." So now you lay on the floor convulsing in pain at every "Hic". You...
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