I feel guilty and embarrassed the whole time. It's carved in my head. We lost the moment. I lost my image. It's gone. No. I am remembered forever. Sorry guys... 
Everybody looked at me. I say in my head now:
-Yes, I did it, bitches!
I say it out loud:
- I admit it, bitches!
I shout at everybody:
- I confess, bitches!
They whisper:
- Yeah, just don't do it again.
or:
- You may wanna stop that.
or:
- Oh yeah? I'll do it! Watch this!

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