Monday, October 20, 2008

Human Chicken

I got knocked up by the guy I am dating. And at almost 31 years old I had decided to keep my babies. All six of them. Three girls and three boys. They were growing inside of me in turtle eggs.


The strangest part (like this isn't strange enough so far) is that they were growing in a pouch. I could lift up my belly, take the eggs out, look at 'em, and put them back in. My babies were black tadpole looking things. And I thought keeping them was a good idea.

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