Stephen wasn't feeling too well over the weekend. He had a scratchy throat, was feverish, lethargic and whiny as hell.
I think he might have passed on his germs to me cuz I'm not feeling too great myself today, so i emailed him and told him just that. Called him the Infector.
Well here's his reply. Word for word. No editing involved.
"ooohhh ic i have a cool nickname... much like the terminator! i feel i need a theme song as well...
when you're feeling fine and don't feel like working
who you gonna call?
the infector!
when you're oh so sleepy and wana go home
who you gonna call?
the infector!
(repeats itself)
(sang to the theme song from ghost busters)"
I really should start compiling these jokes and publish a book titled "Jokes You Should NEVER Tell Anyone".
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