Dear Abdomen of Fail,
Really? Really?
No love,
Me.
Dear NHS,
Referral times nao? Because, y'know, the AoF and me have been having...disagreements. Which have been getting more frequent. I do not like this, primarily because I have this old fashioned view that the internal bits of one's body should, y'know stay there.
That being said, if the AoF is that desperate to see the outside world, then I'd really like some Consultants with Lasers to come along and show it all of the open air it wants. And then the inside of a medical incinerator.
From atop the opioid pinnacle,
Me.
Dear
etcetera_cat,
What did I ever do to you to deserve this? From the very depths of my biliary tree, I curse at you!
Underneath the mountain of pharmaceuticals,
Your Liver.
P.S. Yeah. You should go get those blood tests redone. Me and your kidneys have been taking, and we think your eosinphils were listening in.
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