I will seek and find you. I shall take you to bed, and have my way with you. I will make you ache, shake & sweat until you moan & groan. I will make you beg for mercy, beg for me to stop. I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I'm finished with you.
And, when I am finished, you will be weak for days. All my love,
The Flu
P.S. Now, stop thinking about sex, all you senior citizens, and go get your flu shot!
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I had full influenza last year and believe you me... you don't want it!
Edit: I loath HTML text... but it's all gone now :)
-- Edited by Mike Harding on Saturday 12th of May 2018 08:02:58 PM
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"I beseech you in the bowels of Christ think it possible you may be mistaken"
Oliver Cromwell, 3rd August 1650 - in a letter to the General Assembly of the Kirk of Scotland
