The Host for the Parasite

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My mom was always on my case about getting laid.

"Honey, if you don't get yourself knocked up soon, you'll be the end of the line!" she'd nag.

Eventually, this whole procreation thing started getting to me.

"Okay, look," I told my boyfriend, Jake. "No matter how much I come onto you, you gotta promise not to give in, okay?"

Jake, all flustered, practically ran into the bathroom.

That's when his phone buzzed with a message: "Don't forget, 11 o'clock, me and the guys are gonna get a taste