Bubby has been waging an epic battle of microscopic proportions. For ten days he’s been sick. He’s been to the doctor twice. Diagnosed initially with pink eye, and then with “yep he’s really sick”. He was given the orders to “ride it out,” but he knew he had to fight. He was just one Bub against an entire army of microbes. Armed only with infant Tylenol and a can-do attitude, he survived ten days of high temperatures, heavy coughs, and sleepless nights.
Just when it seemed like things couldn’t get any worse for our hero, the tides suddenly changed. The enemy began to retreat! (Cue Carl Orff’s
O Fortuna from Carmina Burana) In a final (and gory) scene, we witnessed a sudden mass exodus of green mucus from his nose and lungs.
Bubby kicked their viral butts. Game over, man.
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