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I look down to find the poor child covered in poo from the middle of his back ALL the way down to his heels. TotalMILF
Haha, at my daycare center, we called that a blowout.
I have fond memories of sitting in a room, surrounded by a dozen crying, hungry, stinky infants, thinking, "Twins would be like nothing after this...heck, I could even handle triplets!"
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