Hey Brain..

Hey Brain.

What?

Why are we so sluggish this weekend?

Because you allowed your sinuses to be filled with goo.

What, like pudding goo? Are you telling me I have tasty pudding goo up my nostr-

No, you idiot. why do you think you have been blowing your nose for days?

I just assumed it was some sort of genetic defect. Maybe a reaction to our environment?

...What are you talking about?

I don't know. Anyways, so you are saying we have a cold?

Yes.

And we can't do anything about it?

Aside from sleep, tea, and throat drops/lots of water, not really.

Hmm. So this would explain why we didn't work on my novel much this weekend...

Yeah well, we'll have to play catchup next week for missing a weekend.

..Wait. Why aren't we working on the novel right now instead of writing this tripe?

Because we don't have the energy to work on the novel. Writing this crap equals the energy a teabagger exerts to complain about government spending while signing his social security checks and Medicare prescription drugs.

Ouch. Very ouch.

Go to sleep, you goon. We'll feel better tomorrow.

We'd better. Or someone's gonna pay...

...Like Hitler?

Exactly. He'll pay for this cold!

...Extra Nyquil for you tonight...