The day of the sub crawl. I feel like i have been punched with a hippo. I am so ruff its like someone has filled a badger full of nails and beaten me with it. I need the zantac to quell the heaving nausea, the sudafed to open up my miserly airways and the double expresso to give me some jazz. I could cry at the thought of another drink.
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