Originally Posted by OccultHawk

I’m nauseated and achey. I really didn’t want to call in this early at my job but I can’t work like this. My head hurts and it feels like someone poured cement into my gut. I can’t puke or ****. I’m going to the clinic. It’s probably Ebola.

Originally Posted by J.R.R. Tolkien

There is only one bright spot and that is the growing habit of disgruntled men of dynamiting factories and power-stations; I hope that, encouraged now as ‘patriotism’, may remain a habit! But it won’t do any good, if it is not universal.