Flu has put brewing on the back burner, and no, it's not a banjo burner. Looking for ways to keep me positive, so I whirlpooled my soup tonight. Kids got scared when I laughed maniacally and then went into a coughing rage. I looked up at them smiling with bloodshot eyes, a blood red face,
wheezing, and drool hanging from my beard. WTF Dad, we are out! Boy did they run.
Anybody else out there as farked up as I am? Can be read however you like.