When I went to the toilet - dillboy - Wattpad

When I went to the toilet

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This is basically a story of what to do when your phone gets wet or dropped in the toilet.What ever you do don't use a hair dryer because it can blow the water more in the phone, and if the hair dryer is on to high it may melt the inside of the phone.All Rights Reserved

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When I went to the toilet
Wed, Jan 1, 2014

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When I went to the toilet
Wed, Jan 1, 2014

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