Rock and Roll Doctors
Ways Foreigner Misrepresented Having a Fever of 103
With all the can't-stop-feels-like-my-chest-muscles-are-going-to-burst coughing, no rendezvous could possibly be secret. And come on, with all that hacking, who'd have you?
"Check it and see" may involve anal [thermometer] probing.
The only sign you're going to get are a pair of crossed fingers warding you away as if you were a disease-spreading vampire.
Ain't nobody saving their love for you tonight. You're lucky if someone's saving your side of the bed for you.
No mention of chills, insomnia, lack of appetite, queasiness, or the inability to enjoy spending an entire day on the couch playing with the 360.
Posted by Peter at February 16, 2008 2:55 AM