I hate mucous. I hate that I am producing it in mega-quantities. I hate the Dreaded Violent Hacking Cough. And I hate that I've lost the ability to taste food. Bleeeeaah.
I feel your pain! I totally hate losing my ability to taste, because then I feel like all those calories are going to waste. (Ooh, a poem!) I hope you feel better soon!!! (0:
I feel your pain! I totally hate losing my ability to taste, because then I feel like all those calories are going to waste. (Ooh, a poem!) I hope you feel better soon!!! (0:
ReplyDeleteI sympathize. I empathize. I theorize, it's the french fries.
ReplyDeleteThere's another poem. I'm on drugs.
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