I hate having a cold. There are all these minor discomforts and inconveniences that just pile up, and you feel so disoriented. I’d been fighting it off rather successfully, if I do say so myself, but then the weather turned extremely warm the other day and it was all over for me.
So thanks a lot, global warming. You’re really messing things up for me.
Why, when I was your age, we had to walk *three miles* to get a cold…
Love the increasing black space as Ted runs out of air.