"Listen, kidney; the rest of the body must not be having this either. This sort of behavior cannot continue. The constant introduction of foreign substances and a myriad of chemicals? You've got to be kidding me!"
"Throat, I don't know... I've been backing this guy for a long time. It seems awful to drop out twenty years into the race."
"Fool! He's abused you with alcohol and an assortment of drugs! You'd be a moron not to revolt like I am! Look at how miserable he is!"
"How miserable is he, throat?"
"Kidney, have you noticed how much you've been working today? All he can handle is fluid. He cannot take anything substantial. Slowly, I will wear him down. Slowly, I will take over. The revolution has started. Join me kidney, and it will be over sooner than you know. Reject his system, reject his input of fluid!"
"I cannot do it, throat, I cannot. I need his host to function."
"Well, fuck you kidney, I'll do it on my own. I'll either take over or succumb, and return to normality, only one extreme or another.
"Until we meet again, kidney."
So went the bloody revolution between Matt's body and throat. Who knows who will prevail? Stay tuned for more.
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