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Cappy’s Random Rant
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Speaking of body horrors. I need to warn you, children of the Internet. YouTube is an awesome, horrible power; you must be ready to see things that you cannot unsee, learn things you cannot unlearn.

Today’s lesson to leave a bad taste in your mouth: tonsils. Tonsils are on the sides of your throat, a little behind that dangly thing hanging from the roof of your mouth, the uvula.
No not the vulva…you’re looking at the wrong entrance.
Nothing much to tonsils, right? Maybe they’ll get sore, you’ll go to the hospital, and trade your tonsils for a bowl of ice cream.
The end!

Oh, if we were only so lucky. Thanks to the Internet, I have learned what happens to the people who are, ahem, hanging onto their tonsils. You know that certain parts of your body, like the kidneys, create stones. I’m sure you’ve started piecing together the awful puzzle pieces, but your tonsils create tonsil stones, or tonsilloliths.

Your tonsils are little flaps, and all sorts of crap gets caught in there…kinda like a Halloween pumpkin bucket from hell. All the debris in your tonsils mix with bacteria and form hard white clumps considered stones.
Almost everyone with tonsils get these.
Go ahead, look at the sides of your throat.
No, your esophagus isn’t supposed to have teeth, those are the stones waving hello to the world.

Before you start shoving spoons into your throat, you’ll be happy to know that they apparently dislodge themselves every so often, and if you’ve had your tonsils removed then you’ve just wasted your time reading this rant. The only concern is that some of the stones deep down could be pressing on nerves connected to your ear, so if you have earaches you might wanna consult a doctor. Also, the stones contribute to bad breath.

From what I was able to piece together from information on sites that don’t begin with “wiki” and end in “ pedia”, people believe that your tonsils used to catch bacteria and other nasties from going down the windpipe, but due to the sheer amount of crap in the world today, they’re practically useless.

Go to the doctor about them, DO NOT be like the people on YouTube and be mommy’s favorite amateur surgeon.

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Cappy’s Rockin’ Rendition
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TOTALLY NOT BASED ON FACTUAL EVENTS. Really, I just wanted to draw the reaction shot of Kasumi. Also, I want to rate this (im)mature. I dunno why, but it just seems to teeter on the verge of creeptastic. So I'll rate it for unnerving nudity.

Now, I thought to myself, “How can I flesh out my characters and have them stand out amongst the sea of bastardized anime creations?” So utilizing my sometimes appreciated hobbyist writing prowess, I intend to write up different point of views of the Cappy Crew…and somehow arbitrarily tie their discussion to the theme of the picture. So without further ado—

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Cappy Chronicles
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Cappy’s Point Of View
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Enjoy your metabolism while it lasts, kiddies. I used to be able to eat lard flavored lard dough fried in a lard batter, and still stay a solid 130 pounds. And no, I won’t convert that into the metric system for you. Life was good to the young Cappy.
And then my body’s temple turned into an effing pyramid.
I woke up one day, looked in the mirror, and realized “HOLY CRAP AM I IN MY THIRD TRIMESTER?!” Now, just by staring at fatty foods I gain five pounds. Boo to bunk family genetics!

Kasumi’s Point Of View
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I look at Cappy and he reminds me of a panda bear at this point. I will sometimes sneak up and slap his belly. The sound it creates is almost fascinating. Cappy is not a person who puts pressure on looks. I think I see it that way as well. I would still love him even if he were bald.
I hope he does not go bald.
But I would love him all the same.

Cappy eats like a maniac. I remember reading about children who were left on their own or who were from impoverished areas. They would binge eat to the point of sickness. The explanation was the children did not know when the next meal would come around. It did not matter if they were in a stable environment. The children would horde and hide food in order to have emergency rations. That would be a horrible way of thinking. Cappy came from a well-to-do family so that does not apply to him. I do not know what his deal is. I want to go slap his gut again. Eheh.

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Cappy’s Random Rant
====================
Speaking of body horrors. I need to warn you, children of the Internet. YouTube is an awesome, horrible power; you must be ready to see things that you cannot unsee, learn things you cannot unlearn.

Today’s lesson to leave a bad taste in your mouth: tonsils. Tonsils are on the sides of your throat, a little behind that dangly thing hanging from the roof of your mouth, the uvula.
No not the vulva…you’re looking at the wrong entrance.
Nothing much to tonsils, right? Maybe they’ll get sore, you’ll go to the hospital, and trade your tonsils for a bowl of ice cream.
The end!

Oh, if we were only so lucky. Thanks to the Internet, I have learned what happens to the people who are, ahem, hanging onto their tonsils. You know that certain parts of your body, like the kidneys, create stones. I’m sure you’ve started piecing together the awful puzzle pieces, but your tonsils create tonsil stones, or tonsilloliths.

Your tonsils are little flaps, and all sorts of crap gets caught in there…kinda like a Halloween pumpkin bucket from hell. All the debris in your tonsils mix with bacteria and form hard white clumps considered stones.
Almost everyone with tonsils get these.
Go ahead, look at the sides of your throat.
No, your esophagus isn’t supposed to have teeth, those are the stones waving hello to the world.

Before you start shoving spoons into your throat, you’ll be happy to know that they apparently dislodge themselves every so often, and if you’ve had your tonsils removed then you’ve just wasted your time reading this rant. The only concern is that some of the stones deep down could be pressing on nerves connected to your ear, so if you have earaches you might wanna consult a doctor. Also, the stones contribute to bad breath.

From what I was able to piece together from information on sites that don’t begin with “wiki” and end in “ pedia”, people believe that your tonsils used to catch bacteria and other nasties from going down the windpipe, but due to the sheer amount of crap in the world today, they’re practically useless.

Go to the doctor about them, DO NOT be like the people on YouTube and be mommy’s favorite amateur surgeon.

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Cappy’s Rockin’ Rendition
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TOTALLY NOT BASED ON FACTUAL EVENTS. Really, I just wanted to draw the reaction shot of Kasumi. Also, I want to rate this (im)mature. I dunno why, but it just seems to teeter on the verge of creeptastic. So I'll rate it for unnerving nudity.

Now, I thought to myself, “How can I flesh out my characters and have them stand out amongst the sea of bastardized anime creations?” So utilizing my sometimes appreciated hobbyist writing prowess, I intend to write up different point of views of the Cappy Crew…and somehow arbitrarily tie their discussion to the theme of the picture. So without further ado—

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Cappy Chronicles
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Cappy’s Point Of View
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Enjoy your metabolism while it lasts, kiddies. I used to be able to eat lard flavored lard dough fried in a lard batter, and still stay a solid 130 pounds. And no, I won’t convert that into the metric system for you. Life was good to the young Cappy.
And then my body’s temple turned into an effing pyramid.
I woke up one day, looked in the mirror, and realized “HOLY CRAP AM I IN MY THIRD TRIMESTER?!” Now, just by staring at fatty foods I gain five pounds. Boo to bunk family genetics!

Kasumi’s Point Of View
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I look at Cappy and he reminds me of a panda bear at this point. I will sometimes sneak up and slap his belly. The sound it creates is almost fascinating. Cappy is not a person who puts pressure on looks. I think I see it that way as well. I would still love him even if he were bald.
I hope he does not go bald.
But I would love him all the same.

Cappy eats like a maniac. I remember reading about children who were left on their own or who were from impoverished areas. They would binge eat to the point of sickness. The explanation was the children did not know when the next meal would come around. It did not matter if they were in a stable environment. The children would horde and hide food in order to have emergency rations. That would be a horrible way of thinking. Cappy came from a well-to-do family so that does not apply to him. I do not know what his deal is. I want to go slap his gut again. Eheh.