His resolved wavered with his equilibrium.

His resolved wavered with his equilibrium. He'd stand his ground as long as he could stand, but the tonic had been set at a much lower ratio than usual to the gin. A stupid smile

spread across the actresses face. He's slap it off her mug if it wasn't for the heater she had jammed in his side. "Time to die fuck face," she said. He winced at her vulgarity but

impersonation from "Rocky". "Yo Adrian! Yo Adrian!" people were staring but she didn't seem to notice. "Me so horny, me so horny!". This was getting ugly. It didn't help that

Theatrical Tourets was so rare that no one knew of it's existence. As the disease progressed, the movies I mimicked grew more and more awful. She could feel Porkies in her throat,

right next to the bukkakke bundt cake her mom made for brunch. This only inflamed her Tourette's to a new level of

hysteria, causing her to blurt out things like, "Ass!" and "Shit!" while flailing wildly and uncontrollably. Her disorder was often an inconvenience, but semen confectionery really

made little sense as an expletive. I supposed that this was also part of the disorder. Shouting things like "collapsible sphincter!" and "f-wordtastic" was such a mild Tourette's

that I was asked to leave Cleveland's 12th Annual "Living and Thriving with Tourette's" conference. When the shock of the dismissal wore off I was outraged. I resolved to have my

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