Oh, I thought you’d never ask.
But seeing as how you have – and may I just say that I think you took your time, you could clearly see that I was suffering – the answer to your question is, lousy thanks.
Yes I’m off the scale of from one to wretchedness.
Oh, you didn’t ask before because I, ‘looked like I was going to whinge.’
As if I’d do that.
Anyway, Kate asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I never expected this.
Bloody man flu!
Of all things!
A few pairs of pants would have been fine quite honestly. I wouldn’t even have expected them to be bloody gift wrapped.
But no, that was obviously not good enough. She wanted me to really suffer, so nothing from Primark thank you very much. Straight to the snots and sore throat department for her. Oh, look over there…
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