The pregnant bladder

I wanted to celebrate the coming of another Fri-YAY by hugging one of my friends at work. However, the heaviness of my lower adbomen reminded me that my legs could barely stretch far enough to get me to the restroom without pulling the “safety pin” on my bladder. A hug might have just been the cause of an explosion after drinking 30 ounces of fluid for breakfast.

Let the river flow!

Can I get an amen?!

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