[1]: http://www.kare11.com/news/news_article.aspx?storyid=119045
Two of seven of us got [it][1]. Not counting the cat. Can I escape? It is, in my highly educated medical opinion, not pretty.
[1]: http://www.kare11.com/news/news_article.aspx?storyid=119045
Two of seven of us got [it][1]. Not counting the cat. Can I escape? It is, in my highly educated medical opinion, not pretty.
Fear not, oh invincible one.
I don’t think that is what we had. Of the three symptoms listed in the article, we only experienced the “un-swallowing.” There was nausea, but only just previous to and during the actual siege. Ours didn’t last 48 hours – more like six hours in the bathroom followed by eight to ten hours of sleeping it off.
Good times.
“Un-swallowing” is now my favorite new euphemism.
Can’t take credit for it.
Got it from a great late thirties movie called The Women
Kinda makes you wonder if the author of that line ever could have imagined that 67 years later, that line would still be in use by someone. What’s going to happen to our words?