Dayquil is the best thing ever. When you are so sick that you are forced to miss the Sufjan Stevens concert but still have to go to work because you are already over your sick day limit, Dayquil is the light at the end of the scratchy, gunkified tunnel. O, sweet life-giving little orange capsules of goodness, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways (in my phlegmy phone-sex-operator voice).
It is almost as great as this. Yep, they can make me come into work but they can't stop me reading about Pastafarianism through my Dayquil-clouded eyes.
Ramen.
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I LOVE DAYQUIL! I can't thank it enough for enabling me to continue to play soccer through a pesky cold.
Nyquil is effective too.
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