Oh, my pear…

I was given a pear last week as a gift.

This was a humongous pear. I weighed it and it definitely moved the scale. Said it was slightly under a kilogram. I don’t know if my scale is fucked, but this pear was larger than both my fists.

So, I had it for a snack today.

I don’t know the powers of pears, but what this massive amount of fruit did do my bowels is unholy. Not only was an hour of my day wasted on the toilet, I have felt something more than just brewing in my stomach. Something is alive in there and it wants out badly. And I am honestly scared of it coming out.