I'm Sick Of Breathing Through My Mouth...

I'm still under the weather but I have some apologies to make, so listen up familia...

1. Mom: I'm sorry I scared you with my nasty cough. The sad part is, I don't even KNOW how to cough. If I did, I'd probably be over this bark bark of an illness you guys call the croup.

2. Dad: I'm really, really sorry I barfed all over you last night while we were watching Jeopardy. Well, at least we got the Final Jeopardy answer correct. Right Dad?

3. Howie: I'm so sorry I poked you in the eye and pulled your tail. I was just plain miserable and I needed to act out. Forgive me, my favorite little flea-bag tail wagger.

This post was done with absolutely no breath at all circulating through my nose. I want my honker back ASAP.