Give me a B
Give me an R
Give me an O-N-C
Give me an H
Give me an I
Give me a T-I-S
What Does It Spell???
It's official. I have the plague. I went back to the doctor today and received my sentence.
However, in my time of sickness, I have not lost my sense of duty to be productive. So, I'm layin' on the couch thinking up songs from Broadway musicals that can be changed into songs about illness.
And here we go:
From The Music Man (Pick a Little, Talk a Little) - Cough a little. Hack a little. Cough a little. Hack a little. Sniff, sniff,sniff. Hack a lot, cough a little more.
The Sound of Music - The hills are alive with the sound of mucous. (okay, I stole that one, but it's still good).
Singing in the Rain - Coughing out in pain, I'm coughing out in pain. What a horrible feeling...I'm hacking again.
From South Pacific - I'm gonna cough that crud right outta my lungs, I'm gonna cough that crud right outta my lungs.
Enough already! Stop this infernal gibberish!
Obviously, I'm delirious and unless y'all are musical loving freaks like us, then all of this babbling makes no sense at all.
Actually, it doesn't make much sense to me either. I think it's time to put this post to bed.
I think I'll put myself to bed too.
Now. Where'd I put those drugs?