[at-l] chicken soup, sleet

[Sloetoe]

And how's your day?
I'm lingering in obnoxious illness, some dumbass
mild-type fever giving me a pain by sticking around
and making my sinuses feel like a finger pokes into
the bridge of my nose.....

So it's off to the kitchen! Get me some of that canned
soup that's been in there since Clinton or Bush41 or
so. Nietchze (or some such), right? "Whatever doesn't
kill us makes us stronger."

By now I should be frikken Souper Man.
Off to the kitchen.
Where's my shovel?
whiningtoe