I will not be sick. I refuse. It matters not that everyone around me from my beloved Ro to my sweetling kidlet friend Miss N has the galloping uber nose faucet dreaded lurgies. No. Hell, no! I am hitting this thing with the full arsenal of anti-ick treatments
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I swear, every time from here on out I'm going to imagine this image when I take BF'ing Q. I'll imagine it dropping from the sky, ready to land and squash my headcold.
I AM THE Q!
I'M IN UR BODY. KNOCKING YOU OUT AND KILLING YOUR SICKNESS.
BOW BEFORE THE Q, BAY-BEE.
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