So, a few days ago I noticed a bump on my back. I saw it in the mirror as I was getting out of the shower. It's in a place that's hard to reach (natch) but my physical examination of it leads me to believe it's a tumor. I've always wanted my own tumor and finally (a day earlier than my horoscope predicted would be my luckiest day), I named him Buster. Buster the tumor.
Dreams do come true.
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