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| Evil. Not Drunk. I love Drunk Octopus. But DO I wanna fight Evil Octopus. |
Inside my head is an evil Octopus.
Evil Octopus is inside my head.
It has all its feet on the inside of my skull, and, it is pushing.
PUSHING.
and
PUSH. ING.
There are 2 feet against my temples.
They are Pushing.
Another 2 are behind my ears, the bony bit.
Pressing. Hard.
2 more are either side of my nose, just under my eyes.
Forcing.
One foot threatens to come through the top of my head.
And the other, through the back.
I know it is an Evil Octopus because I am also leaking vast VAST quantities of mucus through the sole remaining open channel from the inside of my skull to the Outside World. My nose.
Evil Octopus slime.
Has to be.
No other explanation.
Doctor says Acute Sinusitis.
What does he know.
