And there it floated, I imagine it floated anyway. That inconsequential, yet completely overpowering teensy invisible pathogen into my nasal cavity where it multiplied then divided, doing its little mathmatical reproductive dance, until my body yielded to it's tiny itsy bitsy little whim...
and there you have it...
I am sick.
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Don't give in to it. Your new mantra shall be....I am not sick. I am not sick....You dirty little pathogen flee my body before I declare my wrath upon you!
i am too weak to fight it...
must drink diet pepsi to regain my strength
I'm so sorry. Being sick SUCKS.
Do you need anything? I'm your girl.
haha yes.. DP always works ;)
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