Love Story




I will seek and find you . .
I shall take you to bed and have my way with you
I will make you ache, shake; sweat until you moan; groan.
I will make you beg for mercy, beg for me to stop.
I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I'm finished
with you.




And, when I am finished, you will be weak for days.




All my love,




The Flu


Now, get your mind out of the gutter and go get your flu shot!