HQ:
Private: ACHOO! *sniffle*
Private sits tiredly on the table, as Kowalski probes around Private with thermometers, stethoscopes, and a tape measure.
Kowalski: According to my calculations, it seems that Private has become sick with some sort of virus.
Private: Ah.. Ah.. ACHOO!
Kowalski: Eh, and a very sickly one, I might add.
Rico: Eww.
Skipper: Well, nothing a little sleep and some چائے can't cure!
Private: But Skipper, I feel like my head weighs a thousand tons! Don't آپ have any-
Skipper: Wait, آپ کہا your head feels heavy? Do آپ happen to be sneezing uncontrollably and feeling faint every...
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