It wasn't the flu. Apparently, you can run around outside all day, sweating your butt off, and not drink a damn thing. Huh. Who'da thunk it?
In our house, sick guy gets control of the remote. If I have to watch one more hunting or fishing show I think I will gouge my eyes out with a spoon. When did Ethan turn into such a hick??
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