Now, I am sure you are all fed up of hearing about that wedding, but an interesting side effect of attending is that a number of us have come down with an awful disease, called Loony Lurgi. I believe Shauna and Rantz were victims, and while I dodged the initially bullet, my dastardly roomie caught it and brought it back and after surviving for so long, I was finally infected.

I used to just power through and not make any changes at all, but as I am getting older I now chug lemsip drinks which taste as much like lemons as Quin's ass tastes like heaven itself. In fact, I think it actually is Quin's ass flavoured.

This is a thread to either moan and whine about illnesses, or to at least say what you do when you feel ill. Hell, feel free to sympathise with me, mock me, or come up with exciting theories as to what Loony Lurgi actually is.