Intestinal Monologue
 

I'm hungry. My tummy is rumbling. glurg.

"That's right, we're asking for 2 more cc of bile. And please tell the second lower section to move that shit outta there, our buddy upstairs just took on a spicy chicken sandwich. I don't want to hear about any more blockages, do you understand me? We're clearing out by oh-seven-hundred before the morning shower."

GRggleurggggrhhhhhrrrrgglrgrluuuurglesergsrgh! Graaarrrrp.

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