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| in case y'all need a recap: the Four Horsewomen of the Apocalypse, from left to right: Loud Auntie, Mumsy, Anorexic Auntie, and Bipolar Auntie |
I have been on call for the last 72 hours to bring buckets/water/gatorade/disinfectant and drive to and from the hospital, the pharmacy, and the grocery store.
If I happen to catch whatever they have, they are all well and truly fucked.
BUT I AM OF THE BLOOD OF THE ANCIENT CELTS, THE BRITONS, AND THE NORTHMEN.
I shall not fall. Feck this plague and the plane it flew in on.
I'm le tired.

He he
ReplyDeleteI have names for my fathers side of the family
There is angry uncle
Alcoholic uncle
In fact there is more than one alcoholic uncle
There is anorexic uncle (Maybe he should get together with your anorexic auntie and they can go out for lettuce or something)
I also have dangerous uncle
And bipolar uncle
Nearly the sane us you!
I blame my poor genes for my issues....
Love to you Mich
Hope you don't catch the plague x
I hope you don't catch the plague! After reading Ruby Tuesday's comment, I have family members like that too!
ReplyDeleteAt least anorexic Auntie is easy to draw...
ReplyDeleteHaha
Delete"Everyone's dead except Australia, and they're still like 'WTF?' But they'll be dead soon. Fucking kangaroos."
ReplyDeleteMy goodness, I haven't seen that in years.
I'm amazed you haven't caught the plague already. Time for surgical masks and gloves?
xx
I agree with Bella, masks and gloves, maybe an Ebola suit. Traditionally, stuffing your nose with flowers or herbs helps, but that seems a bit drastic.
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