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Well, I went through this before. My SO refused to take a dump at my place for the longest time. She felt that if she farted when she went #2 and I heard it, she could never live it down. At first, I would actually leave...tell her I was going to the store to buy some milk or something. Later, moved on to playing the stereo or watching the TV...a little louder than normal.
Now, we have a house with 2 bathrooms....it's the only way to go.
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