unless otherwise noted
Last year was O.K.
This next one will be better.
I’m going to bed sick to wake up well next year.
All the very best to you and yours.
Dude….this sick thing has to QUIT! Don’t make me come up there and force feed you chicken soup I’m thinking a mustard plaster wouldn’t be a bad idea either. Frankly, just getting you out of the cold up there would probably be best. It’s supposed to be 70 this weekend here- come on down!
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