Sunday, February 1, 2009

Capital N Small y, Big Fucking Q!

"NyQuil, NyQuil, NyQuil, we love you, you giant fucking Q!"

Denis Leary said it best, folks. When you're sick, there is nothing like NyQuil to save your sorry ass and let you sleep. I have a terrible...round of ...something? Not sure what but it's got body aches, fever, swollen lymph nodes, and a really bad sore throat. The kind where it's "impossible to take the NyQuil caplets, so baby, please please pleaaaase go buy me the regular kind". The "green death" flavor.

Now Denis' skit on NyQuil mostly revolved around him thinking it's the best way to beat the AA program and not fall off the wagon...but for me, NyQuil has always been associated with peace and vapor rub and sleeping a solid 20 hours. Waking up and not feeling like total garbage, but not feeling that great either, and then another nap a few hours later.

NyQuil is my best friend. I actually even like the taste now. Hahah. Oh sad.

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