The [smartest] babby [in the universe] has dug a tunnel bypassing my stomach and installed a sort of hamster-tube contraption which connects directly to my esophagus. When I eat, babby scoots up the tube & snatches the food right before it gets to the stomach, then hustles back to the uterus to eat to its heart’s content. Meanwhile my stomach sits empty and grumbling, waiting for the meal my tastebuds said was coming.
This is the only possible explanation.
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