My Southern grandmother used to refer to any sort of minor illness as "epizudics." Unbelievably, I still have the epizudics. I must have eaten too much Christmas candy or something, because I've been ill off and on since then. I've had just about enough, although I have been soothing the aches and pains with "Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers." The extended version, of course.
My mom walked in the room and said, "You're still watching this? No wonder you're still sick."
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it's too late. my strength points have already decreased -15; i used up my pouch of tissues, and i'm totally out of gold. shit! i can't even find a six-sided die to roll.
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