Bone-obo
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Ugh - I've got another cold, dangit, undoubtedly acquired from some filthy hoo-man I've had dealings with. This one's morphed me into a slime machine - everything I eat or drink turns directly into mucus that pours from every orifice in a disgusting and sometimes explosive manner. Even my brain is stuffed - I can't think, and I'm having trouble working. Fortunately I work at home, so I can stay in my jammies and robe while I struggle to avoid accidentally nuking my hard drive.
Sorry for the hip-irrelevant post!
Sorry for the hip-irrelevant post!