Flobberworms: Their Exciting Existence
The Ailment and Recovery of the Flobberworm.
"I think this one's dead," one of the pink-skinned demons said, pointing at me.
"I'm not dead!" I roared. It was hopeless. They did not care for me.
"Nah, its tail is still twitching," a demon said.
I painfully got up and made my way to my humble abode, where my wife(I call her Mary) waited, cooking dinner for our three hundred sons and one daughter.
"Oh, you're hurt," she said in a long-suffering voice.
"I think I have humanitosis," I sobbed.
Her eyes welled up with tears as she pointed me in the direction of my room. There I stayed, so I would not infect the remaining members of my species. Especially my three hundred sons. And one daughter, Violet 0-5000, who I call Sue.
I suffered greatly. I could see my skin taking on a sickly shade of pink. My body shuddered with pain as the humanitosis took over my body. It hurt. Oh, how it hurt!
Then, one day, the pain stopped. Suddenly stopped, just like that. It was a miracle! I was saved! I had defeated humanitosis, which no flobberworm has ever done before! I would be written down in the pages of flobberworm history. I am so happy.