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Mar 30, 2006 12:33

Ahh...the best thing for the end of a cold.
Billy Connolly and hot tea.
Feels like the heat loosens the phlegm and the laughter
brings it up - better 'n NyQuil.


Tim and I hit Staples today as he had to get supplies for work.
Just before I get to the doors, I sneeze (all polite, sideways
into my arm) and have a big phlegmy coughing fit.
Now...something was rocketted OUT of me when I sneezed, but
for I couldn't *find* it...nothing on my face or shirt.
Tim's just about to walk through the second set of doors into
the shop when I call him back out to me. He waits till I finish
hacking away, and I spread my arms and ask him if there's anything on me.

Of course, as soon as I spread my arms, it's revealed to me where the
globule of ick had gone...there was a nice stretchy bit of phlegm spanning
the distance from my coat to my elbow.

Tim: "Yeah...you've got a little something just there.
I think there's some napkins in the truck - try not
to touch anything."

To his credit, he just smiled at the whole thing.
What a sweatheart.
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