I would like to start this post with a big thank you to Stephanie for making her swamp-rot stomach bug contagious enough for me to classify it as a communicable disease that can be spread over the interwebz.

This is a nasty stomach bug, my friends. I’m not sure why she started calling it “swamp-rot”, but I have an idea. When I go to the bathroom, which is often, mind you, it looks and smells like a big, nasty-ass greenish black swamp. UGH.

I’ve lost 8 pounds since Friday, without taking any type of diet pills, but I’m sure that it’s just water weight. I feel that I will soon wither away to nothing. That if I were to turn sideways in your line of sight, I would probably disappear. Popeye would probably mistake me for Olive Oyl.

The wife had it for a day or two. She seems to be over it now. The kids, bless them, are still fighting it. They must get their pansy-ass immune system from me. Pinkster was doing a super job at potty training, but this bug put that on hiatus. It’s disgusting. Brain is hanging in there, although he has absolutely no appetite. For a three month old, that is not a good thing.

Uh-Oh…  gotta go…  (BLAAARGHHHPPHHHTT)