When have you had to be brave when all you've wanted to do was weep like a blubber-titted bitch?
Tell us so we can judge you.
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(, Tue 6 Aug 2013, 13:15, 2 replies)
My Dad was forever taking my temperature, I wasn't sick. I hated that rectal thermometer.
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