I went home sick today... Some peoples suggest that I have heat stroke. I have a different theory. See, I ate at the hospital cafeteria yesterday, but I neglected to use the rinseless alcohol foaming cleanser on the way from the cash register to the table. And I had fries, so I ate with my fingers. Obviously, this is the equivalent of going up to the sickest person in the room and licking them all over. Which, really, would have been a lot more fun than eating hospital cafeteria fries. 'Specially since there have been some devastatingly attractive sick people in the hospital lately. Rrowwr.
Anyway, mon frere was particularly sweet, when he got home. He took one look at me, lying on the couch, looking all oogy and gross, and offered to get me my "cuddle peas". All together now... Bwaaahhhhhhhhhhh........