given to introspection
I send chicken soup vibes... homemade, with lots of garlic and onions and stock-y goodness.
Poor little animal. Put some cut-up onion by your bed.
I'm going to give you what I really want when I'm sick. Wrap the blanket around you, imagine my dulcet tones saying ... Oh poor baby boo ... It'll be all better you just rest your head now ... no, no, hunkins, it's not fair but it will be over soon.OK, if that didn't make you projectile vomit you ain't that sick. Though, I'm being honest here, when I'm sick I want to be fussed over and coo cooed ... All better now sweetums?
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