CursingMama: I feel like runny dog poop
ThePrincess: (rolls eyes) That's gross.(continues with homework)
CursingMama: Fine. This cold is kicking me in the ass and I feel like a 600 lb man has taken up residence in my lungs.
ThePrincess: (loud sigh) That's better. (continues with homework)
CursingMama: I think your dad might have a Man Cold though.
ThePrincess: (very worried look) That's not good....not good at all.
Fortunately Mr. Motorcycle is well aware of the Symptoms of the Man Cold and is trying desperately to fight them off. I appreciate his diligence because, truth be told I may have had a slight case of Man Cold myself on Monday but did my best not to bother anyone with it other than the moaning and whining from the recliner where I slept most of the day.
Beware... I hear the Man Cold is going around....