A Story In So Many Words (#12: 100) – “Rustestines”

No, this is not what you think it is ('swirly poo', per my disgusting friend Dan).  Do not be a pig!

When Katya was four, she used to lie on her stomach on the rust-colored shag carpeting in her grandparents’s family room and grab at the pile with her corn-niblet teeth. Often she was rewarded for her efforts, and a loop would find its way past her lips, down her throat. The rug was lush, though, so no one ever noticed the missing pieces.
When Katya was 34, she went to her doctor complaining of horrific stomach pains.
“Surely it’s cancer,” she wept.
“Not at all,” the doctor said. “It’s intestinal wall-to-wall carpeting. Rust-colored. Why must you have such poor taste?”

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Previously:
#1: 100 – “Food For Thought”
#2: 100 – “Mammu”
#3: 100 – “In A Pickle”
#4: 100 – “Meet Me”
#5: 100 – “Use Your Noodle”
#6: 100 – “Dental Gross”
#7: 100 – “Cold Cut Heart”
#8: 100 – “Sour Grapes”
#9: 100 – “Knitwit”
#10: 100 – “Taking the Plunge”
#11: 100 – “Perish the Thought”