Dear Body,
I would love to write you a letter praising all that you are. I would love to say I love your curves, and your svelte beauty. I would love to call you sexy and lovely and provocative. I would. I really would. But, alas, I cannot.
You see, body, I hate you.
Question
Sugar Daddy and I have an ongoing discussion about something.
Who is responsible for changing the empty toilet paper roll?
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