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I hear that train a comin'
It's comin round the bend
Woo Woo
It's the Phlegm Train!
No need to buy a ticket; I just sneezed before I shook your hand. You should be all set!
I'm on the Phlegm-train
(I love this stuff)
I'm on the Phlegm-train
(I can't get enough)
I'm on the Phlegm-train
I'm gonna crash and burn
I was sick, then I got better for a day and a half, and now I'm sick again. Is this the same cold? Or perhaps I caught a different one. I don't know the answer to that but I do know that I puked in the sink while brushing my teeth this morning.
Here are some pictures of phlegm.
I'm on the Quil again. I'm working on some of the daytime-not-so-sleepy stuff. It's not nearly as fun as the night-time-sleepy version. Neither of which is as fun as Tylenol with Codine. Damn, that shit hits the spot.
Goodnight, Irene.
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