Rub Some Tussin On That Shit!!!!

Does being sick or feeling a little bit under the weather give someone the right to act or behave like a total asshole? I guess it does, doesn’t it. I have had to think back on the times I may have felt a little sick, and sometimes lashed out. Not too much these days, mainly because now I have more pains in bones and muscles, than I actually am struck with the common cold or something. I guess my pops is like that. A lot of my family on my pops side suffers from sickle cell, but he is the one that gets sick from it the most. Man oh man, that shit gives him the right to curse out just about anybody. And it kind of sucks too, because you go and try to be supportive, but all it does is blow up in your face. And from that point on, you are kind of walking on eggshells when dealing with him.

When I am legitimately sick, I avoid people. I will sit there and look at my phone ring, or mute the shit because I don’t want to be bothered. But that can also be a kick in the ass, because while you are sick, you start wondering; “why doesn’t anyone care?” Boo hoo. Here’s the answer, you may have been an asshole. When I was younger, it was okay to be all sick and shit. I mean it was for me. If I was home with the flu or something, I had girlfriends that would come give me some chicken soup, or a hand job or something. Ahhh, but those were the nineties. Shit like that doesn’t happen now. Now, its like nigga, take some Theraflu and call my ass in the morning, I’m going out, peace!

I think being mentally sick is more fun. But, not sick like being a serial killer or anything. More like; wondering if you can get a pit bull to fuck the local crack whore in the ass, and not bark at her the next day.

I have been feeling under the weather lately myself. I have a slight cough. And if I start coughing, I think I am near the end. I am a serious germaphobe and a hypochondriac supreme. Like, I don’t even like pissing in urinals, because I am so nervous that some herpes dicked guy used the shit before I did, and some pee might ricochet and slap me on the dick, and then I would have to explain to my girlfriend that I never fucked Paris Hilton, or any other Hollywood starlet that has the gift that keeps on giving.

I don’t know what my problem is however. When I get a cold or sick, I hate to take medicine. I don’t know what it is. I have never been a pill popper. I have always believed, at least the last 7 years at least that, I don’t need the meds, it will work itself out. That, or I can drink some tea with a shit load of brandy in the cup. Once, I was working at a company and I had some cold or some shit, the weather had changed right when I was driving around with the roof and windows open bumping jill scott, while wearing a wife beater. Trying to look fly will always do it, huh?

This is why sometimes it is better not to listen to old people. The advice I got was simple enough, you need to get some tea with lemon, and pour some brandy in there, or some whisky, that will clear it up. Shit, not only did it clear it up, it was one helluva mix. My cold had been gone. But I was still drinking the shit, at work, during lunch. When questioned at work, I would fake a cough and explain to my boss at the time, I was just trying to get better. That worked with her, she owned a bar, and was past being an alcoholic. The only thing she would say was to watch my back, and wanted to know if I would be sober enough at the end of the day to give her a lift home. Ya damn skippy!

I think my one remaining grandmother is getting, or has glaucoma, she is very stubborn, and won’t go to the doctor, not even the eye doctor. I mean come on Grandma!!! Lets do this and get some medicinal marijuana!!!!!