Colds defy the laws of physics.
You see, I have a nose. (This is news, I’m sure.) It’s a rather normal nose, if I do say so myself. No more than a few inches long or wide. I don’t have a tape measure handy, so I can’t provide you the exact dimensions, and also I think my co-workers would find it rather odd if they spotted me trying to measure my nose.
Suffice it to say that it’s a nose of no extraordinary length or width. How the hell, then, does a never ending faucet of gooey green liquid continue to pour from this unremarkable appendage for days on end? Is my nose a portal to another dimension? Is it like the TARDIS, bigger on the inside? ARE YOU IN THERE, DAVID TENNANT?!
Either that, or I watched way too much Doctor Who during my stay-in sick weekend.
And yeah, I’ve been getting a lot of this lately.
P.S. If you’re ever in need of an absurd comical outburst, apparently you can just DM @RedHeadWriting and you’ll get gold. Cheeto-sucking gold.
