The House of Lime is clearly fighting plagues of myriad forms as Mr. Lime works on hacking up a lung or two, Diana and I work to blow our sinuses inside out, and Calypso purges from the lower terminus of the alimentary canal. It's a delightful cacophony of sounds produced by various orifices here...a veritable symphony of biohazards.
Tomorrow I hope to have something more interesting and less repulsive to post.
13 comments:
Best wishes to you all, hope everyone recovers quickly.
Poor you. I hope you all feel better soon.
Oh no! Good grief! I hope you all feel better soon.
Too much info! Get well soon. Lots of love to you all.
Sounds like whatever was going around up here a couple of weeks ago has migrated south. Rest up.
Oh, sorry to hear it. I hope you all get well soon!
how about we just hose everyone down with disinfectant???
Did you know that a frog can vomit its stomach out? After puking, they have to shove the stomach back inside. I mention that just in case your sinuses actually gets forced out of your nostrils. There is hope, but it ain't pretty. ;-)
Oh what an exciting life you lead!!
- Jazz
Mmmmmmm. . . Goo from orifices. . .
Seriously, get you all to bed; rest up until the bug gets bored and leaves. . .
WordVer = 'troglyb' Which just seems like it applies here, somehow. . .
I hope you have some incense.
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I can almost hear the scraggly Englishman hollering, "Bring out your dead!"
Or, "She turned me into a newt! ...I got better."
Mmm, sounds very appealing around your house.
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