Mbgpeelover 8,719 Posted April 7, 2019 Author ✨ Legendary Member Share Posted April 7, 2019 Thanks everyone! I am still away but had to find WiFi at a club to post that for you all BlueWetter and Mr_g 2 Quote Link to comment
wannawatch 255 Posted April 7, 2019 Share Posted April 7, 2019 Now that's a dedicated writer! Thanks for making--and sharing another great story! 👍 Mbgpeelover 1 Quote Link to comment
SoBursting 497 Posted February 6, 2021 Share Posted February 6, 2021 On 2/20/2019 at 1:52 PM, Gaz_h said: Love your story it brings back memories of my own childhood and seeing my own mum and nan in desperate need of a wee. Back in the day when my mum was a young woman I have many memories of her bursting to pee but holding off until making sure her kids were safe before she dashed off, one time when I was in a large store with her she was buying me new school shoes, when we were done she was now bursting to pee so we headed for the toilets I was about 6, we reached the ladies and she took me in with her, she was frantic to piss and arranged me to be facing the cubicle door with my back to her as she pee danced on the spot, told me to stay there and not to turn around, I could hear her coat being unbuckled and her dress ruffling up her tights and underwear swishing down as she gasped and sighed before releasing a forceful hissing pee into the toilet, I wonder if these experiences triggered something in me?? Quote Link to comment
Mr_g 56 Posted February 6, 2021 Share Posted February 6, 2021 28 minutes ago, SoBursting said: Back in the day when my mum was a young woman I have many memories of her bursting to pee but holding off until making sure her kids were safe before she dashed off, one time when I was in a large store with her she was buying me new school shoes, when we were done she was now bursting to pee so we headed for the toilets I was about 6, we reached the ladies and she took me in with her, she was frantic to piss and arranged me to be facing the cubicle door with my back to her as she pee danced on the spot, told me to stay there and not to turn around, I could hear her coat being unbuckled and her dress ruffling up her tights and underwear swishing down as she gasped and sighed before releasing a forceful hissing pee into the toilet, I wonder if these experiences triggered something in me?? There were lots of times as a child I was out with my mum or nan and they would always take me in the toilets with them it just seemed normal to me at the time Quote Link to comment
SoBursting 497 Posted February 6, 2021 Share Posted February 6, 2021 2 minutes ago, Gaz_h said: There were lots of times as a child I was out with my mum or nan and they would always take me in the toilets with them it just seemed normal to me at the time My experience was this one time as usually we would all 3 kids be with her, on another occasion in same store she left us sitting on chairs outside the toilets telling us not to move before dashing off, must have taken me that one time as I was on my own, more vulnerable on my own if left alone? Quote Link to comment
Mr_g 56 Posted February 6, 2021 Share Posted February 6, 2021 1 hour ago, SoBursting said: My experience was this one time as usually we would all 3 kids be with her, on another occasion in same store she left us sitting on chairs outside the toilets telling us not to move before dashing off, must have taken me that one time as I was on my own, more vulnerable on my own if left alone? Yeah I guess with 3 of you she felt there was safety in numbers Quote Link to comment
LilMiss 363 Posted February 20, 2021 Share Posted February 20, 2021 On 2/6/2021 at 7:44 AM, Gaz_h said: Yeah I guess with 3 of you she felt there was safety in numbers Yeah, rare the idiot who would rush to kidnap 3 small children at once! 😀 Quote Link to comment
HeyItsClaire 33 Posted February 21, 2021 Share Posted February 21, 2021 I love all of these so much. This was last updated months ago but thanks for posting! Quote Link to comment
Mbgpeelover 8,719 Posted March 9, 2021 Author ✨ Legendary Member Share Posted March 9, 2021 On 2/21/2021 at 5:42 PM, HeyItsClaire said: I love all of these so much. This was last updated months ago but thanks for posting! Just saw this and wondering if anyone would like more of these mum desperation stories...I had forgotten about this thread and have so many more to add... Quote Link to comment
Mbgpeelover 8,719 Posted March 9, 2021 Author ✨ Legendary Member Popular Post Share Posted March 9, 2021 It’s been about a year since I started this thread but here’s a new one to add to my tales. Desperate for hours! As I mentioned before my son has over the years collected some quite significant medical diagnosis. As well as lots of medical appointments I also hear about lots of training courses that I can attend to help me understand his conditions and learn more about the best ways to care for him. A few years ago I was invited onto such a course and it was memorable to me for all the wrong reasons! Here’s why: It was an all day course all about one of his conditions . I had been looking forward to it not just because of what I might learn but the opportunity to meet other parents in the same situation as me and feel less alone and isolated. As soon as both my children were in school I drove to the place the course was held at. It was a huge Victorian building that looked like it might have been an old school or court or something. It was a maze of high ceilings and staircases but I followed the signs and eventually found the room I wanted. As was normal at such courses the morning started with some tea and coffee and I helped myself to a cup of tea. I’d already had a mug of tea with my breakfast but thought nothing of it as I settled back in my chair for the course to begin. The morning flew past quickly and we were all delighted when light refreshments and more tea and coffee were provided for lunch. I remember having more tea and a few sandwiches and a cake. By this point the tea had worked its way through my body and I was starting to feel the familiar feelings of needing to pee but as I rarely had social contact I was quite engrossed in meeting the others on the course and getting to know them. I figured when the conversation maybe had a natural break I would try finding the ladies, but before I knew it we were asked to sit down for the afternoon session. It was another speaker in the afternoon and although she was very good I was distracted by the fact I hadn’t been to the toilet and I really wished I had. However, because of where I was seated, combined with the fact I actually didn’t know where the toilets were, I decided it would be far too rude to leave. I had somehow found myself at the end of a row as far away from the door as you could get in a line of chairs that would mean disturbing everyone in my row and, of course, the speaker too, and I was far too embarrassed to do that. So I spent the afternoon crossed legged and trying not to think about how badly I had to go. I didn’t want anyone to know I was desperate so I sat quietly and as unobtrusively as I could watching the clock and hoping it finished soon so I could find a loo! The pulsing between my legs, the slight stinging feeling and the tingling sensation were consuming my mind and I was day dreaming about sitting on a toilet and relaxing! I had to keep blinking and wriggle to bring myself back to the reality that I was actually on a course in a room full of people and definitely not in a toilet cubicle. Time was dragging past as I could feel myself getting warmer and stressed. I didn’t have much room to squirm but I wriggled my bottom a little on the seat and tensed my muscles as much as I possibly could. I was aware the speaker was winding down and I was getting anxious to leave and wondering how quickly I could squeeze past everyone to get to the ladies when the dreaded thing happened: the speaker asked if anyone had any questions! Arghhh this was all I needed but at least with others talking and the atmosphere slightly more relaxed I felt I could uncross my legs and bounce my leg a bit. What I hadn’t realised was that when I uncrossed my tightly crossed legs my urgency to pee would increase so much. I assume the pressure I was creating by tensing my legs was helping my bladder hold and as soon as my crotch was more open my body felt it could release! I felt a dribble escape and wriggled on my chair getting more and more anxious to leave and get to a loo! I kept glancing at the clock on the wall not just because time seemed to be going so incredibly slowly but because I was now getting stressed about getting to school on time to pick up my daughter! Finally someone else quietly excused themselves saying they had to get to school for 3pm to get their child and a few others gathered their coats and slipped out too. At this I slipped my coat over my arm and squeezed my way out of the line too and into the corridor. I looked up and down anxiously looking for any sign of the ladies but couldn’t see any signs so I followed the others out and down stairs to the main entrance. I paused briefly to look around again for some toilets but again I couldn’t see any obvious ones and time was getting tight for picking up my child from school! I glanced at my watch and decided I’d just have to hold until I had collected my daughter and got home. By this point I hadn’t been to the toilet since I had woken up at 7am and it was now 2:45pm! I had had a mug of tea with my breakfast and two mugs during my time on the course and all of that was pressuring my bladder for urgent release. I got into my car and put my coat on the back seat. As soon as I was in the drivers seat with the door shut I rammed a hand in my crotch and leaned forwards. I still had to drive to the school and stand in the playground and then drive my daughter home all before I could pee! I wasn’t even sure I could hold that much longer but I had no other choice. The short journey to the school took longer than normal with all the school traffic and the search for a parking space. Before getting out the car to go into the school playground I wriggled frantically in the car and gave my crotch another push. I could feel myself about to burst but I didn’t want to embarrass my daughter at her school! I gritted my teeth and clenched my whole body and climbed out the car. Locking it quickly I briskly walked into the playground and stood with my legs tight together biting my lips as the school bell rang. Thankfully no-one spoke to me which I was so glad about as I needed all my concentration to prevent myself having an accident. When my daughter eventually came out I got her into the car as quickly as I could not even able to properly hear how her day had been as I all could think about was the fact I was moments away from wetting! I could feel my face bright red with the effort of holding as I drove home with my daughter chatting away to me. I could only nod and say very brief responses to her and as I pulled into my street I moaned as my bladder sent another very very strong urge. My stomach was cramping as my bladder was so full! I unlocked the door with my thighs clenched tight as dribbles leaked into my knickers and raced upstairs to the toilet not even having time to shut the front door or the bathroom door! I could hear my daughter shout up ‘Are you ok mum?’. I could hear her but couldn’t even think to answer as the pain of holding so long was so bad. I pulled my skirt up and my knickers and tights down as a powerful strong flow of warm urine soared out between my legs and made a loud noise in the toilet. I could hear my daughter coming up stairs to check on me but still I sighed loudly with such relief that I had actually made it to the toilet on time. I hadn’t even closed the bathroom door as as I sat there still peeing loudly my daughter reached the bathroom and asked me lovingly if I was ok. I took a deep breath and smiled. ‘I am now honey. Thanks.’ waterrat, liesjeversteven, OmoGamer32 and 9 others 11 1 Quote Link to comment
HeyItsClaire 33 Posted March 10, 2021 Share Posted March 10, 2021 Last story was great and I would personally like more! I often come back to read them haha Quote Link to comment
stinklerus 389 Posted March 10, 2021 Share Posted March 10, 2021 That was awesome! Thanks for posting it and I hope you have more desperate tales for us. Quote Link to comment
SoBursting 497 Posted March 10, 2021 Share Posted March 10, 2021 Great stories, thanks, Quote Link to comment
MrMakeherWait 162 Posted March 13, 2021 Share Posted March 13, 2021 On 3/9/2021 at 6:49 AM, Mbgpeelover said: Just saw this and wondering if anyone would like more of these mum desperation stories...I Yes please, as many as you have to share. 🙂 Keep them flowing. LOL Quote Link to comment
Mbgpeelover 8,719 Posted March 13, 2021 Author ✨ Legendary Member Share Posted March 13, 2021 Another one: Bursting in the supermarket Like most parents it was quite a freeing time when both my children started school full time. Doing everyday tasks like shopping and cleaning are so much easier when you don’t have little people to look after too. But having children at school also brings with it other commitments and schools are very keen these days on parental involvement. This one day my daughter’s school had a parent engagement event on in the morning. Mornings with two young children on a school day can be quite chaotic and this day was no different. I had to make packed lunches and snacks, dress the kids, make sure their school bags were ready, get them breakfast etc and get them to school on time. I managed a large mug of tea myself but that was all before rushing out the door with my daughter. The event started at 9:30 so I didn’t have time to go home and get back. I stood chatting with some other parents as we waited outside to go in. I spent a lovely hour in my daughters class enjoying seeing what she was doing in school and then we were all taken to the hall for tea and coffee and biscuits and asked to fill in an evaluation form. I had a mug of tea because the school was warm and making me thirsty and a couple of biscuits. On the way out I was talking to another mum who I knew and so I left the school without using the toilet. I did need it a bit but nothing I couldn’t manage. The other parent happened to look at her watch and commented on the time. That made me realise I had better get a move on as I needed to do a supermarket shop and get it all away before collecting the kids later. My car happened to be parked on the road outside my house this day (usually I have it in my driveway) and I had my car keys and purse with me so I got straight into my car and drove to Asda. It was about 11:20 by now and I arrived at Asda and parked about ten minutes later. I was aware I needed the loo but I instinctively got a trolley from outside the store as usual and started shopping. I had no sooner put some apples and bananas in my trolley when I needed to bounce my leg as a strong need to urinate surged through me. I tightened my muscles and thought I could carry on safely. Now I had started I knew I would have to leave the trolley unattended outside the toilets in order to use them and I hated doing that as you never knew if your stuff would be touched or safe. I hoped the urge would die away enough to let me get the shooing done and get home. It initially did as I finished at the fruit and veg and headed to the fresh meat. That was a fridge aisle and the coolness did make me have to move my legs and bounce on my heels a little again, but again I got it under control fine. In the next aisle I picked up some pies and sausages and headed to the next fridge aisle which was yoghurts and cheese. I had another urge and crossed my legs as I put some more things in my trolley. I was getting a little anxious now hoping the urge would come a bit less once I moved away from the cool fridges. I picked up some fresh pizza at the end of the aisle and then headed to the tins of soup. I was ok for a few more aisles quickly putting in what we needed until I came to the rice and pasta when I had another strong urge and had to jig a bit on the spot until it passed. I just hoped no-one was watching me! By now I was almost half way round and I would have to walk the full length of the store to get to the bathrooms and leave a rather full trolley outside unattended. I figured I had made it this far I could hold until the end. I put some breakfast cereal in the trolley and walked briskly to the jam and then the bread and cakes. I was thankful to then cross over and skip the alcohol aisles. I picked up the usual tinned fruit, custard and diluting juice and moved onto the toilet rolls, kitchen rolls and cleaning things. By now I was much more antsy and restless and had to keep moving and I was struggling to concentrate as I had to pee a lot. I put everything we needed in the trolley and moved on briskly desperate to get home and use the toilet. I still needed a fair amount of things though so skipped into the shampoo, shower gel, soap and make up as quickly as I could longing to get to a toilet and wee. The final few aisles were by far the worst as it was the frozen food! I squirmed quite obviously as I put in the things we needed and headed very quickly to the tills hoping there wasn’t a queue! I couldn’t stop thinking of getting home to pee now and I couldn’t stand still at all. I found a till as close to the doors as I could and loaded all the items onto the belt. Bending into the deep trolley was really pressing on my bladder as I am not very tall and I moaned quietly as I had to tense my full body to hold back from having an accident. Paying and packing wasn’t easy either. I stood tightly crossed legged struggling to reach the items as they were scanned and packing them in bags as urgently as I could hoping I wasn’t squashing the bread too much or breaking the eggs! I paid and took my receipt and thanked the cashier before almost running to my car to get home before I wet myself. But I still had to load it all into the boot first! That took a lot of effort and I longed to put my hand between my legs but in a busy car park I just couldn’t embarrass myself like that! I must have been obviously dancing about and the weight of some of the bags wasn’t helping at all. I was just so so bursting by this point though I knew if I didn’t get home quickly I would disgrace myself publicly. However I was also very turned on by this feeling too and couldn’t do anything about that either! As soon as I had taken the trolley back and got my pound coin I bolted back to my car, climbed into the drivers seat and grabbed between my legs. Goodness did I need home so much. All that tea had well and truly made its way though me and I was so desperate for a bathroom! I squirmed in my seat holding myself and moaning. With the doors and windows closed I muttered to myself ‘gotta get to the loo so much!’. The whole short drive home I was so tense trying to drive squeezing my thighs tightly together and bouncing on my seat. This time I pulled straight into my driveway and leaving the bags of shopping in the car I rushed out, unlocked my bag door and raced through my kitchen, living room, hallway and up stairs to the toilet as I could feel my underwear dampen. I was so glad I was wearing trousers as I grabbed them, shaking with need, and sat on the toilet with my trousers and pants barely at my knees as my piss burst out of me violently and powerfully before my bottom even had time to sit on the toilet pan. What a huge relief it was to finally relax but I was so so turned on by such an intense hold that I had to get relief from that too before I could go back to my car and get my shopping in. It was only when I went back to my car that I realised I hadn’t even closed my back door in my haste to reach my toilet in time! Mr_g, stinklerus, wannawatch and 2 others 3 2 Quote Link to comment
SoBursting 497 Posted March 14, 2021 Share Posted March 14, 2021 On 3/13/2021 at 11:39 AM, Mbgpeelover said: Another one: Bursting in the supermarket Like most parents it was quite a freeing time when both my children started school full time. Doing everyday tasks like shopping and cleaning are so much easier when you don’t have little people to look after too. But having children at school also brings with it other commitments and schools are very keen these days on parental involvement. This one day my daughter’s school had a parent engagement event on in the morning. Mornings with two young children on a school day can be quite chaotic and this day was no different. I had to make packed lunches and snacks, dress the kids, make sure their school bags were ready, get them breakfast etc and get them to school on time. I managed a large mug of tea myself but that was all before rushing out the door with my daughter. The event started at 9:30 so I didn’t have time to go home and get back. I stood chatting with some other parents as we waited outside to go in. I spent a lovely hour in my daughters class enjoying seeing what she was doing in school and then we were all taken to the hall for tea and coffee and biscuits and asked to fill in an evaluation form. I had a mug of tea because the school was warm and making me thirsty and a couple of biscuits. On the way out I was talking to another mum who I knew and so I left the school without using the toilet. I did need it a bit but nothing I couldn’t manage. The other parent happened to look at her watch and commented on the time. That made me realise I had better get a move on as I needed to do a supermarket shop and get it all away before collecting the kids later. My car happened to be parked on the road outside my house this day (usually I have it in my driveway) and I had my car keys and purse with me so I got straight into my car and drove to Asda. It was about 11:20 by now and I arrived at Asda and parked about ten minutes later. I was aware I needed the loo but I instinctively got a trolley from outside the store as usual and started shopping. I had no sooner put some apples and bananas in my trolley when I needed to bounce my leg as a strong need to urinate surged through me. I tightened my muscles and thought I could carry on safely. Now I had started I knew I would have to leave the trolley unattended outside the toilets in order to use them and I hated doing that as you never knew if your stuff would be touched or safe. I hoped the urge would die away enough to let me get the shooing done and get home. It initially did as I finished at the fruit and veg and headed to the fresh meat. That was a fridge aisle and the coolness did make me have to move my legs and bounce on my heels a little again, but again I got it under control fine. In the next aisle I picked up some pies and sausages and headed to the next fridge aisle which was yoghurts and cheese. I had another urge and crossed my legs as I put some more things in my trolley. I was getting a little anxious now hoping the urge would come a bit less once I moved away from the cool fridges. I picked up some fresh pizza at the end of the aisle and then headed to the tins of soup. I was ok for a few more aisles quickly putting in what we needed until I came to the rice and pasta when I had another strong urge and had to jig a bit on the spot until it passed. I just hoped no-one was watching me! By now I was almost half way round and I would have to walk the full length of the store to get to the bathrooms and leave a rather full trolley outside unattended. I figured I had made it this far I could hold until the end. I put some breakfast cereal in the trolley and walked briskly to the jam and then the bread and cakes. I was thankful to then cross over and skip the alcohol aisles. I picked up the usual tinned fruit, custard and diluting juice and moved onto the toilet rolls, kitchen rolls and cleaning things. By now I was much more antsy and restless and had to keep moving and I was struggling to concentrate as I had to pee a lot. I put everything we needed in the trolley and moved on briskly desperate to get home and use the toilet. I still needed a fair amount of things though so skipped into the shampoo, shower gel, soap and make up as quickly as I could longing to get to a toilet and wee. The final few aisles were by far the worst as it was the frozen food! I squirmed quite obviously as I put in the things we needed and headed very quickly to the tills hoping there wasn’t a queue! I couldn’t stop thinking of getting home to pee now and I couldn’t stand still at all. I found a till as close to the doors as I could and loaded all the items onto the belt. Bending into the deep trolley was really pressing on my bladder as I am not very tall and I moaned quietly as I had to tense my full body to hold back from having an accident. Paying and packing wasn’t easy either. I stood tightly crossed legged struggling to reach the items as they were scanned and packing them in bags as urgently as I could hoping I wasn’t squashing the bread too much or breaking the eggs! I paid and took my receipt and thanked the cashier before almost running to my car to get home before I wet myself. But I still had to load it all into the boot first! That took a lot of effort and I longed to put my hand between my legs but in a busy car park I just couldn’t embarrass myself like that! I must have been obviously dancing about and the weight of some of the bags wasn’t helping at all. I was just so so bursting by this point though I knew if I didn’t get home quickly I would disgrace myself publicly. However I was also very turned on by this feeling too and couldn’t do anything about that either! As soon as I had taken the trolley back and got my pound coin I bolted back to my car, climbed into the drivers seat and grabbed between my legs. Goodness did I need home so much. All that tea had well and truly made its way though me and I was so desperate for a bathroom! I squirmed in my seat holding myself and moaning. With the doors and windows closed I muttered to myself ‘gotta get to the loo so much!’. The whole short drive home I was so tense trying to drive squeezing my thighs tightly together and bouncing on my seat. This time I pulled straight into my driveway and leaving the bags of shopping in the car I rushed out, unlocked my bag door and raced through my kitchen, living room, hallway and up stairs to the toilet as I could feel my underwear dampen. I was so glad I was wearing trousers as I grabbed them, shaking with need, and sat on the toilet with my trousers and pants barely at my knees as my piss burst out of me violently and powerfully before my bottom even had time to sit on the toilet pan. What a huge relief it was to finally relax but I was so so turned on by such an intense hold that I had to get relief from that too before I could go back to my car and get my shopping in. It was only when I went back to my car that I realised I hadn’t even closed my back door in my haste to reach my toilet in time! Awesome account of how a desperate need can quickly turn to an emergency so often can happen where a toilet visit is available in this instance but not practical due to the shopping, in tune with this scenario I can share another experience from my mum when I was a young lad, she went out for the weekly grocery shopping Saturday morning late 1970’s she used a shopping trolley, the one that’s on small wheels with a handle you pull behind you, she walked the 35 mins to the high street we didn’t have a shopping centre back then, there was a small supermarket she would go to for usual groceries then she would go to the fruit and veg shop, butchers and bakers, she would meet other mothers she knew and would chat/gossip this would take her about 3 to 4 hours, she walked home with the trolley full of groceries pulling it behind her, by this time she was bursting for a piss and was struggling to make it home as back then no public toilets or supermarket toilets so you had to hold it in, she would have probably been starting to get desperate as she was queuing in all those shops and while chatting as I’ve seen her do this before doing a jiggle while listening to the other woman’s chat as she was too polite to say she had to go go because she was bursting, we lived in flats one level up, and there were about 15 stairs up to the entrance then another 2 flights of about 10 to our landing, when she made it to the bottom of the first flight of steps that led to the entrance she was so desperate, on the verge of pissing herself she didn’t attempt to pull the trolley up the stairs, she abandoned it at the bottom, she ran up the stairs to get to the toilet hoping to make it before she pissed in her knickers and tights, She was worried about the groceries as our weekly shopping allowance was in there, all the family’s hard earned cash, when she dashed in our front door she called on me, I was watching tv, I was about 10, i went into the hall to hear what she was calling me for, I just caught a glimpse of her doing a desperate dash into the toilet, hand pressed into her skirts up between her legs (I have never seen her do that in front of anyone no matter how desperate) rain jacket unbuttoned but still on slamming the door behind her, it didn’t close over properly was slightly ajar no time to turn the handle to close it or apply the lock she was so close to pissing herself, she made desperate gasping noises for just a few seconds as her clothing was being whisked out the way then I could hear the long hissing sound of her peeing, she spoke to me from behind the door, as she pee’d she was saying to me she left the shopping trolley at the bottom of the stairs and could I go down and bring it up, i did just that and as I took it into the kitchen to start unpacking she arrived in behind me having relieved herself of her desperate need to piss, then she chatted away to me as we unpacked the trolley together with her warming mother’s smile.. (the following is my version of something like what she said...) ‘Phew that’s a relief......... thanks for bringing the trolley up, it’s a bit heavy when it’s full, glad you managed it for me, I had to leave it at the bottom of the stairs, I was dying For the loo.... I wouldn’t have made it in time pulling that heavy thing up all those stairs.... just as well I didn’t try, I barely made it dashing up the stairs for the loo without it.... ......actually I didnt manage to get everything from the shops we needed.... I had to leave early to try and get home to make it in time for the loo .... I was so desperate standing in the que at the bakers I couldn’t stand still, I was dying to go that much ...... (Laughs) I couldn’t stand in the que any longer Without having an accident, I had to leave the shop and get walking home, didn’t think I was going to manage to walk all that way it’s such a good walk and make it home in time to get to the loo, as I walked home I was almost running I was so desperately needing to get there as quick as I could but somehow to my relief I managed to make it just in time..... fetisher, Rxtree and Mbgpeelover 3 Quote Link to comment
Mbgpeelover 8,719 Posted March 14, 2021 Author ✨ Legendary Member Share Posted March 14, 2021 4 hours ago, SoBursting said: u My mum had one of those too and used it daily when I was a child. She often asked me to pull it. Quote Link to comment
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