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i come home from work yesterday relieved myself but battled not wanking for hours and whilst i was battling it like i went a bit mad was thinking about ancient monks who would practise going there whole lives without relieving themselves as a test of devotion to god was thinking about why my life went the way it did why iv always struggled with premature ejaculation and also what the devil did that f'd everything up and my mind spirals on millions of other things too use your imagination but when i gave in and relieved myself the second i was relieved this shard of light came across my ceiling from a cars headlights driving up the street which happens all this time it was god calling me a wanker