He sounded so bad I thought he was dying…
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"No," he groaned. "I'm terrible, so sick…" He moaned.
How do you respond to that? This really bad flu was going around.
"Must be that," I thought,
preparing for the worst.
With a self pitying, croaking whimper he
informed me of his diagnosis… He had a cold.
What do ya say?
You don't do this, right?
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