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[almondapostrphe]

There's nothing like going to the gyno and listening to "You've Got a Friend in Me" or something blasting from a speaker above your head while a rosy old woman probes your uterus. I threw up in a Kinkos bag, no metaphor intended. Then I came home to a gay couple cuddling in my bed. They made me a bagel and hooked up my printer for me.

I don't want to be a Nazi, or even an everyday German. It's just hard for me to act swiftly, even for things I believe in.