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"Shh, she's asleep. I on the other hand feel like I've been run over by a truck, my crotch is killing me, my back is still aching, I'm exhausted, I haven't taken a shower in almost three days, my hair is a mess, and my boobs feel like two sacks of wet sand ever since I started lactating" Tiffany rambled on as she reached into the bag for one of the donuts.
"Other than that, things are great" she said munching on a chocolate glazed with sprinkles "Did you phone your folks and let them know they have a grandchild?"
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