Well, Typhoid Tootsie is once again in the bloom of health. However - and I swear I saw this coming - she has given her upper respiratory cha cha to your obedient servant, The Crafty One. Coughing, sore throat, pulmonary discharge the color of St. Patrick's Day, malaise and misery.
I hate sick people. Well, that's not entirely true. I guess right now I just hate Toots.