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Sauce: Nobody has done anything annoying for days and days!

So I’ll just have to complain about something inanimate.  There are lots of great options, but let’s start with this:  Have you ever noticed how grass gets all wheat-y looking round about this time of year?  And how the little pollen-bits kind of blow around until the pollen level in the air measures over 100%, which shouldn’t even be mathematically possible?  And how your nose starts to itch a little bit, on the inside no less, and then on the outside, and then it turns red, and then your eyes start to itch and THEY turn red, and then things start coming out of every orifice on your face and your ears get clogged with mucus because apparently your ear canals are connected to your snot tubes, somewhere back in your head.  And then you start stumbling around and running into things because your balancers aren’t balancing properly.  And then a bug flies straight down your throat and careens off your stomach lining for five minutes before having the decency to die, which makes you sneeze, which makes you sneeze, which makes you sneeze.


If you haven’t noticed these things, I kind of hate you, you lucky duck.


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