Day by Day

Monday, February 16, 2015

Down for the count

Sick as a dog.  Lymph nodes the size of golf balls underneath my jawline.  Hacking and snorting out crap.

Luckily, I have a totally kick-ass wife who takes care of me when I get like this.  Fresh squeezed OJ.  Yum.

If I get a wild hair up my ass I'll describe what the snot-ball looks like after I hack it up.  "Oh, look at the green striations!"

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