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What I Learned From Peeing on the Dressing Room Floor

A few months ago there was this party. It was a theme party with specific colors that everyone had to wear. To the mall! My friends and I declared. So off on an adventure we went. We went store to store in search of the perfect outfits, and with every passing store, my bladder said "hey, let’s go!" And every time I’d say, "We can hold off a bit longer." Seeing how it's 2019 and malls are practically ghost towns, especially for chubsters like me, it’s no surprise that I didn’t find what I was looking for at the mall. So I disappointingly drove my friends home, and headed to my own house where the bathroom awaited me.