This is where the story gets good...
Last weekend when I was home for the Easter Break and the plague was just setting in, my mother sent me back to school with a bottle of this:

what a nice mother she is, I know! But that's beside the point (actually, that's never beside the point), the point I'm trying to make is that I took a lot of this stuff. Between 7 am and 5 pm when I had some serious learning to do, I couldn't just rely on any old drowsy causing delicious tasteing syrupy goodness. So took it I did. And I took it and took it and took it some more. That's when I got the bright idea to read the WARNING LABEL (which I rarely do) because the bottle was running quite low after only one day and I was quite worried I had taken too much.
This is what it said:
"Do NOT take more than 6 doses in 24 hours" or something like that.
The problem was this:
There are only 5 2Tbsp doses in one bottle.
It's a strange world we live in...
(is it bad that I have thought about him nearly everyday for the last 2 years, but pretended I didn't care, when really I have totally cared all along? no, it's not him or him... but HIM)
2 comments:
I love Nyquil...and secretly get a little giddy when I'm so sick that I have to take some before bed...
It's delicious and I'm certain that I would have that as an apertif everynight if apertifs weren't on the naughty list...
I don't care for Dayquil because it's a bit too thick--
I don't know if bad is the right word.
It definitely is NOT good. The way to fix it is to stop doing that.
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