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Warning: If you think my daughter is one of the most gentle, beautiful, innocent little darlings you've ever met, this WILL ruin your image of her. Turn back now.
My beautiful petite flower is gassy. And she's proud of it. In fact, tonight at dinner this little beauty interrupted my sentence with something loud and duck-like. Immediate laughter from her brother. She applauded herself. I left the table and warned her that if she did not start exercising her sphincter muscle that it will fail her miserably by the time she's allowed to date boys.
She wanted to know, "What's a phinkster?"
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