Sunday, September 02, 2007

liquid lung

Or, as MyFriendJen calls it, lung butter. Yes, the bronchitis is now past the dry, hacking cough stage and into the disgusting, juicy, deep, hacking, phlegmy coughs. And fever. And little sleep. And aches. And the voice that goes from sultry Kathleen Turner to squeaky Minnie Mouse to scary Bea Arthur, with no warning in between. Fun!

I love that the descriptions for cough medicines talk about making more "productive" coughs. As if your coughs had just been lollygagging around, goldbricking on company time, futzing about...but now, with new patented CoffMore(tm), you can get those lazy good-for-nothings off their keesters and make them start producing!! Expectorants for all, huzzah!!

Off to medicate and get those coughs producing...hup, two, three, four, hup, two, three, four, move it, move it, MOVE IT!!!

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