Swine-flu smells your fear.
- Chris: There's a yellowish-brown miasma of swine-flu floating around the ceiling, but it hasn't come down yet.
- Me: Stay low. If you have to, work from the floor.
- Chris: I've ordered Raymond to swat at it with a towel.
- Me: No! Don't disturb it! Frak!
- Chris: It's formed a rudimentary face and mouth. It's calling itself "Vorgoth."
- Me: I...it's too late. I can't do anything for you.
- Chris: It's firing intense beams of light from its eyes. It...it vaporized Ray.
- Me: Because you told him to hit it with a towel that's why.
- Chris: I'm not sad, honestly. It was cool to watch.
- Me: I bet, I kind of wish I had been there with my N95 mask on. Did you at least have the mindfulness to whip out your flip cam?
- Chris: I was quaking with too much fear.
- Me: Swine-flu smells your fear.
Swine-flu smells your fear.
- Chris: There's a yellowish-brown miasma of swine-flu floating around the ceiling, but it hasn't come down yet.
- Me: Stay low. If you have to, work from the floor.
- Chris: I've ordered Raymond to swat at it with a towel.
- Me: No! Don't disturb it! Frak!
- Chris: It's formed a rudimentary face and mouth. It's calling itself "Vorgoth."
- Me: I...it's too late. I can't do anything for you.
- Chris: It's firing intense beams of light from its eyes. It...it vaporized Ray.
- Me: Because you told him to hit it with a towel that's why.
- Chris: I'm not sad, honestly. It was cool to watch.
- Me: I bet, I kind of wish I had been there with my N95 mask on. Did you at least have the mindfulness to whip out your flip cam?
- Chris: I was quaking with too much fear.
- Me: Swine-flu smells your fear.
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