Stomach: 'Sup.
Me: Uh...everything I try to put in you. That's what's up. By the way..yesterday was a bit harsh.
Stomach: *chuckles* oh yeah, yesterday.
Me: Why you gotta be like that? You know I'm TERRIFIED of puking!
Stomach: It was kinda fun though, you gotta admit. *grins* You were banging on the door and all...(mimics my voice) "Ohhh sayaaanggg I think I'm gonna pukeeee ohhhh!" Ahh, fun.
Me: Fun? Having me run to the bathroom and puking my guts out is fun? FUN??
Stomach: Dude, you're pregnant, what else do you expect?
Me: Don't give me that excuse! How about all those other people who can get through their first trimester without a hint of nausea? I mean, it's bad enough that you've got me feeling nauseous at everything I try to eat...but actually making me hurl? Sigh. I thought we were friends.
Stomach: Hey, I have behaved all these years...
Me: Then continue behaving!!!
Stomach: Nah..*makes gagging noises*
Me: Dude, why you trippin'?
Stomach: Serves you right for not letting me have my salmon sushi for the next seven months.
Me: Oh.
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