The so-so. The tremors. I think that I'm dying. Do you want to go out? 'Cause I do. Or did. Tonight is the night of the Say Hi to Your Mom concert that I've been talking about for, like, a month, and wouldn't you know it? I'm sick. Super. It really is.
This also means I'm missing Visqueen. I wish I had gotten a Vaxxine.
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Appropriate references that didn't make the cut: "And besides, I'm so tired being sick all the time" and "Impeccable Blahs."
muwah (kissy noise)
sissy jack
That's disgusting. I'm your brother.
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