|Comfier than it looks.|
Whoever ordered a case of abdominal cramps with a side of chills and nausea - it came to my house and your should feel free to come pick it up any old time. Like, how about now? Sure, I'm in my PJs and the house is a mess, but I really want to give this to you because I DID NOT ORDER IT!
Oh, and could you please stop and pick up a pack of TP? I've used so much of it that we must nearly be out. Spent so much time on the throne today that I've read almost all the way through the latest issue of the "Experimental Aircraft Association's" magazine, and while I'm learning a lot it's not how I'd envisioned my day going. However, I can point you to an interesting article about how one man learned to fly powered paragliders if you like.
Did you also order up that one serving of vomiting? That was a nice challenge as I was already seated, but thankfully the trash can was right next to me and, when one is pressed for options, one does what one must. I think I used up all the vomiting, but please do take that with you as well if you'd been expecting more than one dose.
SO done with this.
Tiff (*bleah) out.