Internal dialogue
id: CHRIST! I'M HEOMORAGING! OH JESUS GOD! I'M DYING! I'M GOING TO FAINT! FOR GOD'S SAKE SOMEONE HELP ME! I'M BLEEDING! I'M BLEEDING!!!!!
Ego: Hang on a moment id. I don't think we *are* heomoraging you know. Do you remember we ate all that beetroot for lunch? Perhaps the beetroot is a more plausable reason than impending death?
Super ego: For heaven's sake, can't we just flush it please and go and have a nice cup of tea?
Ego: Hang on a moment id. I don't think we *are* heomoraging you know. Do you remember we ate all that beetroot for lunch? Perhaps the beetroot is a more plausable reason than impending death?
Super ego: For heaven's sake, can't we just flush it please and go and have a nice cup of tea?
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Beetroot yum great for using as an ink!
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Possibly worse is the day after one of your small children has been to a friend's party where the cake was heavily coloured with dark food colouring...*really* odd colours!
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