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I'm like the Midol dealer at work. People actually come to me asking if I have any. Midol is my best friend during weeks like this. It takes away the pain, wakes me up a little and lets me fit into my clothes. I ran out of it today and had a slight freak out. I finally went rummaging through an old purse of mine and found some. But it was touch and go there for awhile :)
Kids- don't try this at home.
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Praise Midol!
Praise Skittles!
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