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My fiancé and I went to a counselor to work on our communication issues.

Using herself as an example, the counselor crossed her legs and her arms and exhaled loudly.

I was about to say she was showing signs of frustration, but my fiancé beat me to it, yelling, "I've got it! You're constipated!"

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