I have the man cold. I went to the Dr today, and it appears to be a fatal case of of it. I hurt, ache, drip, wheeze and all kinds of other funny anomaly's that should not be here on my otherwise healthy self.
I have a good wife. I don't know what I am going to do when she goes to work in the morning. I guess I will lay here in the silence and suffer. But I know she will come home.
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What? You're staying home tomorrow? Poor little bunny. I'll have to set you up with some chicken broth and Gatorade...or something like that.
I'm glad you feeling better tonight. My poor little bunny....
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