I Want My Mommy

[to_the_shrimp]

I am sick. And I want my mommy, or my Brenda Chenowith, or a nice chef named Giada who'd make me some magical no-more-sick soup. Ew, no, no soup. Soup leads to those things that I do not want coming out of me anymore. Being sick in the dorms sucks ass. Eating sucks ass. I'm never eating again. Ew.