Rob shakes the Magic 8 blogger ball..."My sources say...Ill."
There you have it: Im sick! yeah, actually I am. I started a blog but when the kangaroo stared chatting with the koala about Joey's divorce. I figured maybe I shouldn't have jumpstarted into the Nyquil and vodka.
So ask me anything, and I'll answer it. Who knows, maybe you'll get a cognizant answer. What you won't get, is a full length blog. Not tonight. Oh, you can hold your breath, but then you'd only look like me cuz I can't breath either.
This is most frustrating too considering my upcoming trip to see Grunge Pixie. I don't want to arrive sick. "Oh! Look at what I got you for Christmas!" Yup. I know she's reading this and searching Amazon for a hazmat suit in her size. I'll arrive at the airport and there'll be a CDC agent at the terminal with a "Robert Boyd" placard.
So tonight I'm dropping in a Chicken Noodle IV. I'm gonna try to nip this in the bud.
As for you: Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow Rob blogs!
1 comment:
Sorry you're sick, but good job just chucknorrising through the blog anyway. And you know, to the reader of String of Lights, this IS a full-length post!
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