Sick Days.
Yesterday I was sick. Nowadays young teeny boppers use "sick" to mean cool. Cool isn't even "cool" anymore. Although I'm cool, I was honest to goodness, don't-bother-leaving-the-house-or-the-toilet sick. I'd like to find the truck driver that kept backing over me. I dunno what I would do to him. I might have enough energy to manage a weak cough on him. For now, I'll just sit here on the couch and whimper.
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