I never get sick.

[sappylilartpunk]

So I've officially been sick with bronchitis for a full three weeks. While it's finally died down to only a nagging cough, the laugh of an 80-year-old chain smoker, some disturbing gurgling noises, and some throbbing back pain, in the last three weeks I have been through

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[rei_c]

You are AMAZING.

(My icon is Avram going WTF IS WITH ALL THIS SICKNESS FOR SERIOUS DUDES.)

[sappylilartpunk]

SO ARE YOU. (Seriously, like we needed any more reasons that we're the same person? This time we even have matching plagues/still working too much.)

I am so sorry you feel so awful. :'( I so wish I was there to take care of you. ..or at least be sick with you. *hugs lots and misses you even more*

Make sure you keep me posted on how you're doing.

[rei_c]

Oh, you bet your BOTTOM I'll be keeping you up to date with my times on the war, Fitzi. What is it the wobbly children say these days, hmm? TIM? MTI? TMI? Well, whatever it is, it doesn't apply to those of us who've seen our Gurkhas in action, does it now. To the war, Fitzi! Pinkies up!

[sappylilartpunk]

Oh, Frob. You were always better with that wobbly children lingo than I am. But quite right, old chap. You are quite right. When two people have been on the war together, there are no longer ANY boundaries. None at all. If there's one thing I've learned from our Gurkhas, it's that to win the war, you must know EVERYTHING. Abdul #3 told me that himself. ... *cough cough gag cough spit* .... *puts pinky up!*..To the war, dear Frob!!

[rei_c]

Well, one mustn't quibble overmuch with Abdul #3, Fitzi, not after all his dashed cunning in the war before the last war.

To being on the war!

[sappylilartpunk]

Oh yes, very true. Quite brilliant, Abdul #3 was. Wasn't he? You don't see cunning like that every day, do you, Frob..

Ah, the war before the last war...That was a most excellent war...*fond reminiscence face*