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• Saturday, October 01st, 2011

One day I met a young man from Calgary,

His bladder is the size of a cherry.

After four bottles of golden Stella,

He ran to the men’s five times an hour.

To everyone’s dismay his fingers,

is always on his zipper.

This way he is always ready,

When he makes a mad dash to the potty

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