Alright, so...
This is awful of me. Just terrible.
But I am chuckling a little to myself right now.
My roommates are sick. They have the stomach flu. It's making its rounds which means, I (who was gone all weekend) am going to get it sometime in the next two days. But for now?
For now I laugh.
Why?
Well, because, they keep telling me how miserable it is to throw up. How awful it is to be just sitting there and then all of the sudden...running to vomit. And everything in me,
Everything...
Wants to say something sarcastic and rhetorical like "you have no idea!" or "I'll fill out the membership papers so you can join me club!".
But I don't. Because I know it sucks to be sick. And, furthermore, I know it sucks to puke.
So, part of me is laughing because they are on the end of their own grossed-out faces. Part of me laughs because it might be (if for only 48 hours) the first thing I and my roommates have in common. And part of me laughs because the puker is probably just days away from becoming violently ill. What's not to laugh at when you're chuckin' up the ol' wagon?
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