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Showing posts with label Certain Death. Show all posts
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Saturday, September 28, 2013

Invisible Things Are Trying to Kill Me. For Real This Time.


M: Look, man, it's not paranoia to be germaphobic when there are germs EVERYWHERE. It's just, like, common sense.

L: Ha, you remind me of my boss. Dude practically carries a can of Lysol with him wherever he goes because there are germs everywhere. What a freak. All I ask is that no one fucking sneeze or cough on me cause that shit's just nasty and you'll totally get punched in the face for it.

M: Oh. My. God. If someone sneezes or coughs on me I take a shower, burn my clothes, and take my temperature every hour for a week until I'm pretty sure I didn't catch the plague. I'm certain that World War Z flu is this season's mutation.