Don't tell me stories
The first thing they told us in medical school was the following: believe it or not, they said, cold weather does not cause colds.
Hold on, hold on, HOLD ON. WHAT?!
Last night we had a fun dinner and un-fun walk in the cold to a bar for drinks. My hate for control tops left certain body parts vulnerable the wind. The result? The fat in my ass solidified into shortening, and I had icicle toes. And today, voila! Sniffles.
Don't tell me cold weather doesn't cause colds!
Next thing they're gonna say is that it's ok to swim on a full stomach! Or eat things off the floor!
One thing I know is true; if you keep making faces, eventually, it'll freeze that way:

Uh oh!!

Help me!

PHEW! Much better!
Happy birthday, shnookums.
Hold on, hold on, HOLD ON. WHAT?!
Last night we had a fun dinner and un-fun walk in the cold to a bar for drinks. My hate for control tops left certain body parts vulnerable the wind. The result? The fat in my ass solidified into shortening, and I had icicle toes. And today, voila! Sniffles.
Don't tell me cold weather doesn't cause colds!
Next thing they're gonna say is that it's ok to swim on a full stomach! Or eat things off the floor!
One thing I know is true; if you keep making faces, eventually, it'll freeze that way:
Uh oh!!
Help me!
PHEW! Much better!
Happy birthday, shnookums.
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