EF U FLU
My ass still hurts.
Also there is an emergency in the House of Choi.
I am out of Kleenex.
But, Annie, you ask, why don’t you use toilet paper.
I did, but I buy cheap toilet paper because I have a cheap toilet and old pipes. I mean how hard is it to make a toilet that works? You press a lever, and shit goes down the hole. Literally. But you’d be surprised. Anyway, I buy the cheap stuff so it will go better down the hole (toilet hole, not..butt hole). So when I use it to blow my nose, I get shredded bits of toilet paper on my face. Like a toilet paper beard, which is really a great way to meet the hotties. It’s an icebreaker. “Nice beard” “Thanks! Hey, let’s do it.”
Toilet paper just isn’t the same anyway. If it were, they wouldn’t market it separately, would they? Unless they’re taking advantage of the part of humans that require our asses be kept separate from our noses. Although what’s good enough for your ass should be good enough for your nose.
Unless you have bad plumbing. In which case, go buy more Kleenex.
Also, why do people market those cutesy tissues? Like, with poodles and kittens and stuff on them? Then I just feel bad about wiping my snot onto them.
Forget toilet paper beard, it only works half the time. Try these icebreakers on for size instead:
Annie Choi: Better than salad.
Annie St. Choi
Annie’s House of Choi. Where Upfont Charges are a welcomed part of every experience.
Annie Choi: Stimulating more that just the economy since 1970.
I’m sorry you’re not feeling well, but at least we got that awesome sad trombone website out of the experience. Seriously… how do you find this stuff?
Do you need me to bottle up some Maine air and send it to you? It’s like a magic elixir.
Annie,
I think I made a mistake. I read your posting a few days ago, when I was sick…& now you’ve got the feva’ too. I’ll never understand this information superhighway & I’m truly sorry for what may now become an Annietown pandemic.
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Because nothing makes you feel better than a mop bucket full of kittens.
I love how my link totally fucks with the geometry of your blog. Keepin’ it real.