No, not P Diddy as in Puff Daddy. P Diddy as in what my mom has dubbed the "Poop Diddy". You know it...Jackson Chance poops his pants... Ever since I got it off my chest, I've hardly had it in my mind. Part of me is sad about this as it was mayhem, but funny mayhem, and part of me is glad I have freed up some mental space to think about other things. If you're lucky...another diddy will pop up. Stay tuned. : )
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