Why am I sick?

9 Mar

Somehow I got sick.  I know, no one wants to know, but I’m sick!  I’m siiiiiccCCKK.  Boo.  I guess I’m not that sick.  If I was really sick, I wouldn’t be able to sit up and type, so there’s that.  When I was a kid I loved being sick enough to stay in bed all day and watch television.  At the end of the day my mom would come home from work and give me a Gatorade.  That’s what I want a Gatorade.

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