I’ve reached the point where the belt “setting” which keeps my pants up is too tight on my internal organs when I sit down. So this is a new and exciting time for me.
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I’ve reached the point where the belt “setting” which keeps my pants up is too tight on my internal organs when I sit down. So this is a new and exciting time for me.