Don’t come near me


I hab a cod.

Sneezing, sniffling, snoring, sinus-achy misery.

I can’t smell anything in my garden or taste anything on my plate. I hate the world. If you come near me I’ll give it to you too, just so that I don’t feel so alone in my pain.

Bah.



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