I knocked.
"What?" said a small voice.
"I'm looking for Kiefer," I said, pushing the door in slightly catching sight of his little bod perched on the can.
"Don't come in here!" he said urgently, "...I have a penis!"
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You got told!
HAH! And it begins.
Ha! This may become my new reason and/or excuse for things in life, too!
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