Ah, flu season.
That time of year when runny noses and glassy eyes are part of the norm, and absolutely no one can remember to cover their fucking mouths.
What a joyous time.
Just picture it: thanksgiving dinner, everyone's yelling at everyone else. The kids' table is the only one without tension, and that's only because all the parents decided it was okay for their spawn to "go ahead and try a sip (or three)" of wine... and one of them sneezes into the coleslaw.
Next thing you know, Xmas is upon us, and drunk dads everywhere are cursing at tangled lights while moms run around wiping noses and trying earnestly to bake something.
And that perennial debate-cum-facebook war breaks out... you know the one: "Merry Xmas! No! Happy holidays!"
Repost this if you don't give a fuck what people call it, as long as they're kind about it. 97% of you won't, but I know who my real online friends are. Oh yeah, and "money bags" because this only happens once every 512 years.
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