"That poem made me feel like I was chugging maple syrup"--sick woman |
"When it got to the 'crescendoing' part then I smashed my own head with this clock thing"--sick guy |
"'Plum blush of dusk'?! My heart ceased pumping in protest. I'm talking about my ACTUAL heart"--sick man |
"I'm just a doll but I wanted to become a human just to vomit real barf on that poem"--sick doll |
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