I NOT VERY WELL

[Cuchulainn]

It's all true. I'm not well. And as i'm very rarelt sick i dont know how to handle it and am moaning and complaining like a little girl. I've had injury after injury, and wound after wound, and not one of them caused me to moan half as much as this bastard flu is managing to.

So I require sympathy, hot soups, various fruits (ie grapes apples etc), someone to mop my brow with a cold cloth and someone to work for me for free. Please apply below. No time wasters please.

[Pike]

Will a Get Well Soon card suffice?

[Flying Mullet]

HTFU!

[Cuchulainn]

Shut up Mullet. You don't know my pain.

[Jiro]

Unless you explain it in Iceglow level detail I'm afraid none of us will truly understand your suffering man. Just be on the lookout for the elderly woman I sent to walk around Belfast trying to bring you soup.

[Shlup]

TIL Cuch is a crybaby.

[fire_of_avalon]

I am trying to help you but you're being very difficult.

[drotato]

Awww, get better soon Cuch~!

[Shorty]

Don't listen to them, Cuch. I would bring you soup.

[Faris]

Here, have a sponge for your brow. My application is in the fire though

[Clo]

I was sick too, and I suspect I will be sick again before the winter is past.

Goddamn children.

[Quindiana Jones]

I'll do it. I will fulfill all those conditions if you pay for me to get there.

[Flying Mullet]

Goddamn children.

But they are the future. Don't damn the future!

[Quindiana Jones]

There'll be no future if the gays keep causing all these unnatural disasters.

[Cuchulainn]

Stay on topic Quinn ya unquenchable



These are all just words. Words are wind I need actions. Get yer holes over here and nurse me better.