if i could never eat again, i would happily do so. ditto for coughing. and clearing my throat.

speaking of which, my throat looks remarkably like someone took a blowtorch to the back of it.

so a word of advice: mommas, don’t let your babies grow up to have tonsils.

i’m going to go curl up and die of starvation now.

here lies laloca, froggy throated
ate some pudding, promptly croaked