Sep 08, 2005 19:50
I'm watching a CSI marathon and eating eggs while a stabbing pain shoots through my abdomen. Cory is passed out on the floor, and the cat has an upset stomach. I'm very thirsty. My nose is running like it stole something. I'm running out of tissue. My face itches.
I'm feeling pretty good.
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Dear god, man! Is this a crack house?
*steps over the body, shuffles around the cat diarrhea*
We're going to the urgent care clinic so you don't die.
*grabs Nick by the arm*
No, leave the eggs. I said leave the eggs dammit. Oh fine, we can bring them along. What? No, we can't wait until the episode is over. Good god, reruns come on all the time. Oh hell, it is the one armed man. Now let's go. What? Fine, we'll stay. Stop bitching.
*sits down*
Dude, is it alive?
*pokes Cory*
Hey, watch out! You're getting snot on my sleeve.
*hands over the kleenex.*
This is the last time I am visiting you. Dude, can I have some eggs?
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