Fully sick!

[The Outsiders are just toooo sweet!]

Men are the strongest species on the Earth.

We build skyscrapers, think up huge recipes for food, for bombs. We tackle, punch, lift, stretch, we do it all.

There's nothing that a man can't do or take. We're strong, powerful...

[E gads! He's got a cold *and* he's turned into a dummy!]

Until we get a cold.

Then we become coughing wheezing snotty little children laying in our beds or lounges rugged up like we're heading to Antarctica.

[Nice horsey!]

Nothing hurts a man more than a cold. If Achilles hadn't been hurt in his heel, he would've been hurt by the Achilles sniffles.

So why am I talking about colds? Well, you'd never guess but myself and Rabbit both have one.

The only reason why I know he had one is because we both went to see Dr K today.

But other than seeing Dr K today I spent the day sleeping and drinking water and sleeping and playing Monopoly Tycoon (and failing miserably) and sleeping.

Will I get to work tomorrow? Most likely - my sick leave has run out.

[Welcome to Company XYZ! *coughs*]

So all those people who want their problems fixed tomorrow if you hear a sick and wheezy bloke on the phone - that should be me!