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AWWW. Feel better. ;)

hope you get feelin better soon! (=

Take a gram of vitamin C every hour with gallons of water and you will be better in 8 hours flat.

I have been using this method for almost 20 years and it works every time.

And thanks amigo.

DAN;
I'm sorry to hear that you are feeling under the weather.
i hope you feel better real soon.
GOD Bless you and yours.
respectfully as always,
afmomx3

Feel better soon Dan. Sleep..sleep..sleep

The episiotomy and the flu.

The world's greatest equalizers.

Oh. Wait..... You've never had an episiotomy, have you, Dan?

Heh. Enjoy the flu.


:( The Flu Two-Step: 2 aspirin - 2 hours later, 2 Tylenol - 2 hours later, 2 aspirin - Repeat til liver falls out.

Were you not just sick? You need to take better care of yourself mister!

Do some shots to kill the germs! Then with the Tylenot/aspirin two-step your liver will fall out much faster, but you'll be cured!

Feel better.

Phoenix,

After almost 6 years I am still in the habit of sitting down on one cheek! :)

Tylenol not Tylenot (don't know what that will do to you)!

Maybe this will cheer you up:
You were right, I was wrong. She's a goofball.

Cindy Sheehan goes all feminist on your azz with "Matriotism."
http://www.opednews.com/articles/opedne_cindy_sh_060122_matriotism.htm

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'Oscillococcinum' works every time. It's *homeopathic* 3 doses under the tongue 4 hours apart. Start as soon as you start to feel sick. Works only on flu not colds.

And homemade chicken soup. : )

Abigail,

Sounds like a lawsuit to me, by cracky! Wait.....cheeksuit? slitsuit? slashsuit? bun-karmasuit?

There was a crooked man who walked a crooked mile. He had a crooked wife but that was because of her episiotomy.

(The slit 'n slash are in ref to the CUTS, themselves....thank you...thank you... sheesh. I have a dirty mind.)

Sorry, Dan.

REALLY. We DO want you to feel better.

God, nothing like a bunch of twitly womens to hijack a get-well site. Oh, and Steel's anniversary. Sorry, guys....

Sorry you've been feeling poorly Dan. Lots of liquids, plenty of rest. Take care of you!

Phoenix,

My bottom area is fine now, just took so long to heal--probably close to 6 months! I'm not a "rest" person if it's ordered, so I definately did too much too soon. After I sit on one side I remember that it's okay to sit on both! :) Dan's going to love this---even though I had the big "E", I still split--sort of like the starfish legs/arms whatever you call them. I think Dan just relapsed! :) OH well! Ahhh, childbirth, nothing like it! But I would take it over the bug any day!

Don't ban us Dan!

I have this really heinous c-section scar. We'll feel lousy together.

Bleh.

Seriously -- get well soon, D.

Much, much love,
M

Hey Margi! Are you "The Margi"?

Feel better soon, Dan!

Hi Dan read this article yesterday,but didn't comment...I just wanted to tell you I hope you feel better soon.

Feel better Dan.

If you don't feel better soon, just get drunk, it's a cure all for what ails you.

Abigail,

Thanks so much for the starfish-split-bottom expose.


Excuse me..... brb.... I gotta go change my panties..................


HA HA HA HA .... Oh... yeah. Hope you're doin' fine, Dan!

Margi,

I know you're real busy and all...... but you have a C-section scar AND and episiotomy healing? Doesn't seem fair to me. I might get a new doctor.


I sure hope you and your little precious are doing well. Get your sleep!

Abigail,

Thanks so much for the starfish-split-bottom expose.


Excuse me..... brb.... I gotta go change my panties..................


HA HA HA HA .... Oh... yeah. Hope you're doin' fine, Dan!

Abigail,

Is your left/bun-right/bun seating disorder something you can overcome with behavioral modification? I wonder if they have Bun Therapists?

When I was a teacher, it was required that we take post-grad courses every year. The school would import professors from the various universities around here. One year, we got the pleasure of a duo from the University of Virginia. The class was held right after school so you know we teachers wanted nothing to do with paying attention much less sitting in the library atop the straight-backed wooden chairs. We didn't have the opt-out choice, though. The two professors, a man and a woman, took turns lecturing. Oh, gawd, they were sooo boring I cannot describe it. One of them had insisted we pull library tables into a large U-formation, and they stood at the empty opening of the U and did their slow-motion oratories while we passed notes just like the students we'd yelled at earlier in the day in our classrooms. I can assure you, ..there is no worse group of students than a bunch of teachers. Let me amend that... no worse group than high school teachers. Elementary teachers are goo-goo eyed over learning junk. Anyway, we passed vicious notes conjecturing that the two professors were having an affair and why didn't he get some Viagra because for sure 'she' wasn't all that hot being sixty-eight and plump in the chops. This went on for weeks until we really became fed up and complained to the superintendent. No good. Towards the end there were only about fifteen teachers left out of twenty-five, and we were struggling not to be cranky and rude when the profs called on us. The note-passing became obsessive and took on a life of its own as we invented a sex life for these washed-up, ivy-beleaguers. One night, He finished and walked over and sat down on one of the torture chairs. As he sat, we noticed he grimaced horribly and almost expostulated a loud 'annh!'. Well, that was it. As he shifted cheek-to-cheek on that chair with tears brimming in his eyes, the first 'hemmerhoid' note made the rounds. You know those 'waves' they do at football games? We had one of those only with shoulder-shaking as the "H" note made the rounds. Well. Actually, I don't have a rip-snorter of a punch line here. It's Abigail's fault. She made me think of this. Loki made me write it. And yeah, I can't spell 'hemmerhoid' enough even to look it up.

There's a split-tail-starfish echo chamber here.

Yipes.

Hahhaha Phoenix! You crack me up! Don't think the "thinking" is in the buns! Just a habit--I'm doing it now for crying out loud with on leg under to "lean". Who's Loki?

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