Foggy Brain

Brain: Man, I can’t see anything through this fog

Me: Yawn, what?

Brain: I can’t see shit through this fog. What the hell did you do?

Me: Nothing

Brain: No really, what did you do?

Me: About what?

Brain: What do you mean, about what?

Me You asked me what did I do and all I asked was what did I do about what?

Brain: You make me hurt

Me: Sorry

Brain: Let’s try that again – what did you do to cause this head full of fog?

Me: I don’t know

Brain: No really, what did you do to cause this head full of fog?

Me: Maybe it was the Nyquil I took before we went to bed

Brain: Of course it’s the Nyquil, “the nighttime, sniffling, sneezing, aching, coughing, stuffy-head, fever, so you can rest and wake up in a fucking fog medicine.”

Me: So what’s the big deal?

Brain: Big deal? Well I’m sitting here with a head full of fog on a Monday morning. Not a great way to start the week

Me: Quit being a baby. Have a shower and you’ll be good to go

Brain: I need a shower of coffee is what I need

Me: You’re so sensitive

Brain: Fuck off

Me:  Don’t be such a baby

Brain: I’ll do what I want

Me: Good then why don’t you have some coffee

Brain: Mmmmmm, that coffee is so fucking good

Me: Told ya

Brain: It’s getting better. I think the Nyquil fog is starting to lift

Me: Good

Brain: Hey, we need to get our ass moving

Me: I agree

Brain: Then let’s go

Me: Fine


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