a_little_story australian highrise once upon a time, a stomach fell down and hit the ground, before laughing and saying, "aha, no problem, I'm resiliant, I'm a stomach!" but then, lo, she filled it up with little debbie cakes and pina colada slurpee's and it filled up and out, against it's will. the stomach fought and battled against food and fat but it kept filling up and up and out and out until one day...it stopped. the food came out, but not in the way it's supposed to. everytime something came in, it went back out soon enough. nothing stayed in long enough to do anything but visit before going right back from whence it came. "this body," the stomach realized "is becoming self-destructive. where it was big before, now, well now, there's nothing left." and so, the stomach served no purpose but to hold food for a few minutes before giving it up again. poor body. the end. 060614 what's it to you? who go blather from