Sometimes my allergies get so bad that I just stick tissues up my nose and let the Benadryl send me to Jesus for around ten hours, which would be fine if I didn’t sleep in the same bed as another person, but boy, do I ever, and let me tell ya’, they are not thrilled about waking up to me just spewing ectoplasm like an 1870s spiritualist.
Pictured: Me, four Benadryl deep.
Me with the girlfriend I made out of used tissues after my partner left me for being super yucky.
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