Tim is ill. Thursday night, after the Great Adventure (to be written of later), he came down with a roaring, shall we say intestinal distress? We had to go do yard work on Friday, and he said he was good enough to go with me. It’s a good thing this is work for friends, because a regular employer might have been upset by all the running at top speed to the bathroom he did. That night, he had a fever... Tags: fuckage illness
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Published: 2 months, 3 weeks ago (Sun, 13 Sep 2009 14:49:12 PDT)
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