When she came down with the cyst we had just kicked off the long distance. She called and said, "There's a tumor in my pussy."
"Are you pregnant?"
"It's inhabiting my ovary and they're getting rid of it, ovary and all. They're doing a caesarian so I might as well be."
"How did it get there?"
"They say they don't know."
So I went to her, as you would expect. I stood by her and she loved me solid then because she didn't know what they were going to find when they got to it. No one did.
Luckily it was just a ball of hair with two teeth and an eyeball. I saw it. I saw her freaky cyst and this is how she treats me.