John’s got the Plague
There’s a flu that’s been going around Muncie and it takes no prisoners. I caught it the week before finals and it was hell. This is a serious flu. I’m not talking about a wussy little runny nose and a cough. Nope. It’s far more disgusting and incapacitating. It’s terrible. It’s five days of pissing out of your ass and vomiting. Basically, you feel like death and have no energy what-so-ever. I slept for three days straight (with bathroom breaks). I got so weak that I couldn’t even open a bottle of gatorade. Worthless.
Anyway…
My good friend John is the most recent victim of the virus. He’s stuck at home and unable to leave the immediate vicinity of his toilet. Suck. I took him a care package of Gatorade and IB Profin just a few hours ago. I’ve found that the combination of those two items are the best defenders against this gnarly virus. With any luck he’ll be healed in three days instead of five. I wouldn’t wish this flu on anyone… Not even my worst enemies.
If you’ve managed to avoid the flu this year I commend you. Everyone I know has come down with it. It’s hiding in every corner at every public place. It’s lurking on door handles and merchandise. It seems to get stronger as it passes from one person to the next. Go get your flu shots.
Also, if you want to leave John a few words of encouragement and well-wishing, be sure to do so in comment form and I’ll make sure he gets them.
One Response to “John’s got the Plague”
I, the Ducksauce_Boss, aka Lord Dread Turbo_egg, have managed to achieve victory over this flu you speak of. I fought it to a stand still with my bare hands until it called a powerful ally, Lord Voldemort. In other words, I never got the flu and single handedly defeated Lord Voldemort.
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