Body Cleanse.... do you believe in it?

I just made my morning movement and experienced an alarming event. As I carefully scrutinized my prize (something I do religiously with a pair of chopsticks, a magnifying glass, and a ph test kit), a small man no more than 4 inches tall came burrowing out holding a pickaxe and a bucket of crystalized bacon grease. Fortunately, I speak Portuguese fluently, so I understood when he told me, "It's a jungle in there." He went on to tell me of all the amazing adventures he had had in my body... fighting the three headed Parasitasaurus in my liver, battling the evil Toxinator in my urinary tract with only his bare hands and an electric razor, squashing the fearsome TapeSandWorm in a "to the death" match of rochambeau... among others. He told me he was saddened that his time in the great realm was over, but as with all intestinal warriors, he must lay his weapons down and make room for the next great conquerer. We shared a small bottle of rum and said or farewells. He left me with the secret of summoning another warrior to my kingdom.He told me that he would return in a dream to tell me how to combine the magic ingredients into a powerul "enchilada" that would permanently remove the evil powers within my land.