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My Story
Shit Happens… 40 years in Alcatraz had been hell for Jimmy. The new world was strange. Black and whites walked together and people talked into devices in their hands. He decided to walk to his old house since the new vehicles were too scary and unknown to him. Along the way he saw many strange and wonderful sights. But nothing would compare to this. On his front door, as if suspended by a magical light, was an apple. Its red, plush skin shone in the Californian sun. He picked it up with his old worn hands… and took a mighty bite The mechanical digestion pleased him and made his fingers tingle. His saliva glands burst with joy, releasing many amylase enzymes to start the digestion. The now mulched up apple, moved down his beautiful oesophagus. The peristalsis moved the food down with ease. The digestion started to bring a tear to Jimmy’s eye. He was alive. As the ball of joy moved into the stomach, good ole HCl began tearing up the food. It reminded Jimmy of those long prison nights. The nutrients in the apple began to soak into the villi. Many memories flushed into Jimmy’s minds, reminding of apples he stole as a young man. The pancreas was working like a chef, pumping out enzyme after enzyme for the digestive system. Now all the nutrients had been absorbed, the leftovers moved to the backend of the system. The water soaked up in the large intestine like a mop to a wet floor. An green ogre descended and asked Jimmy “What happens next?” Jimmy replied as if he was a snake, hypnotized by his charmer “Shit happens…” The brown, solid but wet substance excreted through his anus in a flurry of excitement. The angel put her hand on Jimmy’s shoulder. He looked up in amazement as a tear of joy ran down his cheek. “It’s ogre now” said the angel. A smile was planted on Jimmy’s face as he watched Shrek rise into the digestive heavens.