The Queue: Down With The Sickness
It isn’t often that my now-teenage daughter gives me something but when she does it’s usually a cold. Her immune system tends to be ironclad, and mine is also similarly strong, so when the littler one brings something home, eh, it’s a headcold or whatever. But when my daughter brings something home and I catch it, it is gnarly and won’t let go. I’m on day 4, and I feel worse than I did yesterday.
If Cory also gives me his cold I’m going to haunt this website when I die.
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