My brother had it about a week before and he kept trying to wrestle me...got that shit two days before the ceremony.

All I remember is watching a Rocky marathon, eating chicken soup, and being delirious off of medicine. I wish I had a high that good gain...I watched Jack Hannah's nature hour and saw a new color that I can only describe as molten gray.

It's a shame kids won't get to experience that type of sickness anymore.

*Sigh*

"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts..." -The Bard