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			Oh yea I was help on wheels.  My adopted dad used to make my brother and I sing in the choir on Sunday morning main churxh service.  it was a packed Sunday morning with close to 1000 people there. I and my brother came over from pre teens church and brought a whooping cushion with us. we let the choir fall into place and I got the whooping cushion from my brother and we waited in the choir room.  as soon as we heard my adopted dad start the beginning prayer after the first song we snuck back in the choir loft behind a ridge that you couldn't see us and my brother grabbed a microphone and I had the whooping cushion.  when prayer finished and my adopted dad walked backwards to his seat it was on.  I placed the whooping cushion on the chair my brother placing the microphone next to it and my adopted dad sat down the loudest fart went all over the.church he jumped up and and looked behind him but before he could see we moved stuff away and he went to sit down again and we did it again the church was roaring in laughter my brother took off to his seat in the choir I wasn't so lucky he caught me trying to do it a 3rd time. He acted like he thought it was funny.  Man I got my ass beat whew but it was funny. Lol I was always doing stuff.
		 
		
		
		
		
		
		
		
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