Seasonal mucous. Horrid. Some things alleviate (temporarily) Hot salsa. Creme de menthe. (NOT at the same time, dear God!) Also hot and sour soup.
Fashion. I used to wear a silk bathrobe over my civilian clothes and attend class that way in college. Or my swallowtail tuxedo jacket. Not sure why... I think I was just telling the world "you can't tell me how to dress!"
Luckily the only politics that will exist in Chickaluki will be local politics (perhaps people upset at the school board for offering diet drinks in the elementary cafeteria) and will be fictional and fun! lol
I’m right there with you, bud. Every Spring and Fall, I feel like I’m going to die. The constant swings in temperature and barometric pressure do a number on ya boy. So I sympathize and empathize. Off Topic: sent you a message about my substack.
Seasonal mucous. Horrid. Some things alleviate (temporarily) Hot salsa. Creme de menthe. (NOT at the same time, dear God!) Also hot and sour soup.
Fashion. I used to wear a silk bathrobe over my civilian clothes and attend class that way in college. Or my swallowtail tuxedo jacket. Not sure why... I think I was just telling the world "you can't tell me how to dress!"
Feel better. Stay who you are.
You can never talk about King of the Hill too much. I still reference it all the time, especially Dale and pocket sand.
King of the Hill is great! Love when Hank shook W’s hand and was immediately repulsed by the claminess!
I’m a proud resident of Chickaluki! (Too bad politics are so effed up.)
Luckily the only politics that will exist in Chickaluki will be local politics (perhaps people upset at the school board for offering diet drinks in the elementary cafeteria) and will be fictional and fun! lol
Hope you feel better soon, man.
lol bro it’s comical at this point. I may as well stop complaining and just accept that this is how I will feel 2 months out of every year 🤣
I’m right there with you, bud. Every Spring and Fall, I feel like I’m going to die. The constant swings in temperature and barometric pressure do a number on ya boy. So I sympathize and empathize. Off Topic: sent you a message about my substack.
I used to get what I called "barometric headaches" when a thunderstorm was about to bust loose.
I’m so sorry. If they were anything like the ones I get, they were/are no damn fun.