The Little Men That Reside In My Head
There are two little men in my head. Their names are Kyle Smith and Myles Myles. Of course, there is a perfectly legitimate reason why these persons are in my head. Have you ever seen one of those stationary bicycles that can create electricity, like lighting up lightbulbs and whatnot? Well, my brain is powered by one of those. It's Kyle's job to ride the bicycle up there during the day. He lives off sugar, which I am more than
able to supply. Myles's shift is when i'm asleep. He lives off Nyquil, and he brings it to work every day in a thermos. Occasionally, Kyle or Myles will get sick, and that's when Lyle steps in. Lyle has no last name, he's just Lyle. He loves water, and so every time he comes and substitutes for Kyle and/or Myles, I make him his favourite treat: ice in water sauce with whipped steam topping. He likes it so much that I've caught him
poisoning Kyle and Myles sometimes just so they can get sick and he can work for them and I make him his water dish. Lyle is conniving. And those are the men in my head.
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