Convo between the boyfriend and me:
Him: Ugh...I don't feel good
Me: What hurts?
Him: Stomach. Oh, it kills...I feel bad for you.
Me: Does it feel like someone is stabbing you from the inside? Like there's a baby inside of you, throwing punches and karate moves?
Him: I'm so sorry...I love you.
That's what I thought!
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