Dialog, overheard:
Ovaries (enthusiastically): Look, here's an egg, go make a baby!
Everything else (ruefully): So sorry, but ever since the hysterectomy, there's nowhere to put a fetus.
Ovaries (petulantly): Oh, OUR BAD. :: sulking sullenly in pelvis ::
Everything else (consolingly): Don't fret, there's always PMS - we can be simultaneously weepy and hostile!
Ovaries (warming to the idea): It'll be a challenge to everyone around us - we'll need to be hugged yet no one will want to be anywhere near us!
Everything else (encouragingly): Indubitably!
Ovaries (with longing): Can we overeat, too?
Everything else (gleefully): Of course!
:: tromping off to kitchen ::
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