All in the spirit of sickness and feeling sorry for myself week:
Today I feel like crap.
Today I was called in by the doctor only to have some huge ugly nurse stick something that looked like a 3ft long earbud down my throat until I gagged on it.
I was then asked how I was feeling.
“A damn sight better before you half chocked me by scraping swab samples out my windpipe. THANK YOU FOR ASKING!”
Cyanide and Happiness – Courtesy of Explosm.net
I went to the barber (some cute blondie up in the village that couldn’t speak a word of English), and asked for a “short back and sides”
Some times the language barrier is more obvious than others.
So this weekend all my good friends thought they would help me drown in my sorrows and try and to forget my wonderful hair :S
Imagine my surprise!
OH WOW. Is she for ME?
I LOVE YOU PAULINE(R)
Me and Pauline(r) are BEST friends
We are so good together
Hmmm Gulp gulp. Ahhh
HUH? Oh no. Its over already?
That’s ok. We can still be friends till the next Pauline(r) comes along
My friends are the best!
Melaz with Pauline - Now THATS bird on bird action! 8)
Get in there!
Happy now? 
The number of ill people has shot up from 75 to over 300. Not good.
I can’t talk.
It’s not funny!
It’s sore ok.
Don’t piss me off today cos I can’t scream at you.
Unless I get one of these good guys:
HEY! Who stole the batteries?
