I'm suddenly sick. (I'm never sick)
I think I've got a porcupine in my throat. (don't ask me how he got in there)
Although I do have the sexy voice thing going for me now. (dahling)
Or is that the two pack a day whisky drinker that I sound like?
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Oh noooooooooooooooo! Hope you can kick the little bugger out before Tiff's visit. Just do all the stuff that I used to make you do when you lived at home. You might not feel any better but you will remember why you moved far away......
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