I'm sick.
Like porcupine in my throat sick.
I hate sore throats, they can lead to other bad things.
So, I have nothing witty nor bitchy to say.
Who wants to bring me a venti vanilla roobois tea latte? This seems to be the only thing that helps me......
boo hiss, I say.
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I gave up my barista apron along with the 80's. Sorry.
Get better! No, really... that's a command. GET BETTER!
OBEY JENNIFER.
You want the civet pooped coffee beans? I gotta catch the civet and feed it rotten bananas is all I'm sayin'
I'd listen to Jennifer, she sounds like she means bizness.
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Who wants to bring me a venti vanilla roobois tea latte? This seems to be the only thing that helps me......
How about some Jameson's, honey, and hot water, garnished with a clove-studded lemon wedge?
B4 - I actually had one of those on Saturday. It DID help!! If I weren't on a bunch of cold meds, I would have had a couple more.
B4 - I actually had one of those on Saturday. It DID help!! If I weren't on a bunch of cold meds, I would have had a couple more.
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