You have my permission to feel like crap…for now. Get it all out of your system. Because I don’t want to see even a glimmer of this shit on Spring Break next week, capiche?
And no I’m not drinking cranberry juice. Tried that before and ended up curled in a ball on the floor from pain. And I’ve got a high threshold. I will do anything to avoid that kind agony again.
GIVE ME THE MEDS. I’LL TAKE THE MEDS.