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if there was an alien growing inside your chest...


Phillies

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Because an alien has been growing in my chest ever since the day my spouse opened my mouth with his and slid his narrow proboscis past my windpipe and sprayed my capillaries with a cold fluid that has since become a clutch of spawn, I can only ruminate how I've done so little. Mostly because I've become attached to each small pod of creature that squirms beneath every deep breath I take. I have named them all. Hester Prynne, Bartleby, Oblomov, Qwfwq, Behemoth, Where's The Beef?, Not Craig, and over 250 others. My spouse thinks it's cute I've named them all because, in his words: you've become attached to something that will not recognize you once they begin jettisoning from your mouth and nose. You will not be able to breathe and will die, either from suffocation, or from the extreme pressure each body will exert upon your brain, pinning it against the top of your skull and causing severe hemmorhaging. Whatever love you discern is foolish, and that's why I married you. 

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