Stay away from me!
Too late though, I am infected with North American germs brought to me by Typhoid pissoff; the type that make your airways burn, where you’re afraid to cough because of the pain. I ache too.
I don’t do coughs and colds very well. I have them very rarely these days – that last time I had a chesty cough was Christmas 1999 – so when I do get slightly ill, I am supremely pathetic. I really do think I’m dying.
I’ll be taking to my bed for the rest of the day, or the sofa with a blankie and Paramount Comedy.
Farewell my friends.
The Snoring Dog 
Oh shut up moaning. At least you a little extra, unexpected prezzie.
*doesn’t laugh, in case we’ve got it too*
I fucking HAVE got it!!!
Manky April and her toxic germs!!!
I’m so bloody hot. Living on a diet of ibuprofen and cough medicine today.
Ha ha ha ha… I’ve managed to infect all of Britain with my TB. Wimps.
It’ll be over in a week of so. Hang in there.
Oh yeah, I made it home. I haven’t slept in over 24 hours and I’m fucking knackered.
Thanks for the great time. I’m now going to unpack my willy.