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Power of Association - A Funny Story

Honty has a unique power, do you know what? His limbs can talk to him. For instance, if his hands are paining they would whined to him, and helpless Honty has to give them a massage. Like that it was applicable to all of his limbs.

The good thing: because of this power he never felt lonely, since his limbs were always there to talk to him. The bad thing: most of his limbs were selfish and only cared about themselves.

Yesterday Honty had a great feast at his friend's birthday party. He had few sweetballs—it was an Indian sweet dish—also known as gulabjamun. You see, he's not that of a gastronome, in fact all of his colleagues tease him as Mr. Skinny-scrawny. Yes, I know both word has the same meaning. But because Honty is so thin that his colleague thought, simply calling him skinny won't suffice.

Stomach growling. Honty felt a twist in his stomach that compelled him to get up from his bed. His stomach was yelling at him, "You fool, you fool. Get that stuff out of me what you had yesterday. It's harassing me a lot."

Honty almost ignored what his stomach said to him. He rubbed his eyes, his eyes in reply cursed him for getting up. "I need rest, you ass****, go to sleep!" Actually, Honty developed a habit of ignoring his limbs whenever they grumbled or ordered him to do something.

He went to the bathroom and sat on the commode, and thrown out all of that stuff which was harassing his stomach. Thus, the stomach was pleased.

Before flushing off the stuff he did in the commode, he caught a glimpse of it. A grimace made its up on his face. He literally felt like puking. Bewildering him, all of a sudden something spoke.

"Don't give me that look, I was delicious gulabjamun till yesterday. But because I associated with you whole night, I became like this. See? this is what they call 'power of association.'" It was his poop, who spoke up.