The Blown Away Guy
So this just happened: I’ve got a bit of a stuffy nose today, which is good, because The S.O. has been suffering with adult croup all week and that means I probably haven’t caught it. So I said, “Hey; where’s the Mucinex?” Meaning, of course, the brand name of the popular decongestant. Except that’s not what I said—I actually said, “Hey, where’s the Memorex?” She said, quite reasonably, “What?” I went to the replay, asRead More