Friday, April 10, 2009

Missing; Inaction

I’m sicker than a dead chicken with intestinal parasites. Gross.

I’ll slap the review in the face with my diseased hand on Monday, if that’s okay with all you Askers and Receivers alike.

Apologies.

Love, Nutjobber.

14 comments:

  1. Poor NJ, over here all sick and everything...and being completely ignored due to a comment fest on the other post.
    Hope you feel better soon!
    Now, back to sticking my finger up Father Gene's bum.

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  2. Get better soon.

    Because this is totally unacceptable.

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  3. Oh dear. Hope you're better soon!

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  4. Oh boy...its not the dreaded man cold is it?

    Feel better!

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  5. What happens to the review if you die?

    Uh, anyway. Get well soon.

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  6. Does anyone know if he's still breathing?

    Heading into a state of panic over the thought of his dead, parasite infested body.

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  7. Hey, I was totally lying, except for the sickness part. No, that shit was really real. I mean the Monday thing: super lie. Friday, though? Friday's going to make Monday look like Sunday, if Sunday was a goblin with rabies, which, of course, it was.

    See? I'm feeling much better.

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  8. Ah, you've been taking meds I see.

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  9. You had me at 'goblin with rabies'.

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  10. Well, that was for you, Ghost.

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  11. I'm sorry, I ended up being sick and down for the count on Monday, too. Which sucked for me, and also made it impossible to deliver any content yesterday.

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  12. Aww, thanks, NJ. Bromance: back on.

    LB: What's with this illness? Is it transmitted through blog comments?

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  13. Mine was what I think was my first migraine, possibly related to some TMJ I'm dealing with. Light hurted my eyes and I felt like puking all day if I moved, and my head felt like it had a painful current running through it.

    was hideous.

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Grow a pair.