People go around thinking of the skull as this solid helmet. The skull is more fibrous made of various chunks that fit together and can grow and shrink based on stimuli.
Started stretching my jaw. Fish hooking myself from both sides. Eventually my smile was like a tapeworm. First, a banana sideways would fit, then a plantain. Soon a stick of driftwood. Dogs that carry them would be jealous. It was engulfed in my mandible.
I searched and looked and gazed and glazed for an original look. I started massaging the center of my crown upwards. A lump developed. I saw that doc, it was benign. Pulled it a little more, one hand pushing down on the side of my head, one hand elevating the nub. It was coming up too horn-like, so I sanded it to more of a conic persuasion. Always thought The Coneheads were a novel take on head anatomy.
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