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mirthful, not.

Tonight, the pain is debilitating. I struggle to make it up the stairs to bed after laying comatose on the couch for a couple of hours. We’re lying in bed, S is giving me a cuddle.

Me: Oh honey, the pain is excruciating.

S: So how would you describe the pain? Major or just achey?

Me: Major pain.

S: MAJOR PAIN! (salutes himself, giggling with glee)

Me: Huh?

S: Major Pain! Geddit? Geddit? (collapses into another bout of mirth)

Me: Major Pain? That’s what YOU are. I’ll give you stars and stripes to prove it!

S: Can’t talk! Too much laughter! (he’s guffawing now and STILL saluting himself over and over).

I roll away and mumble to self. He can’t stop laughing.

He is never watching “How I Met Your Mother” again.

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