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the_gneech) wrote2008-07-10 03:09 pm
the_gneech) wrote2008-07-10 03:09 pm
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"Guh," said Greg. "I have a sleepache."
Brigid blinked and squinted. "A sleepache? What the heck is a sleepache?"
Greg rubbed his eyes. "A sleepache is when you're so tired that your eyes, your head, your neck, and all of your muscles are sore like you've got body aches from a cold, except you don't have a cold."
"Huh," said Brigid. "I think I've had one of those for the past fifteen years."
"It would certainly explain a lot," Greg agreed.
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Brigid blinked and squinted. "A sleepache? What the heck is a sleepache?"
Greg rubbed his eyes. "A sleepache is when you're so tired that your eyes, your head, your neck, and all of your muscles are sore like you've got body aches from a cold, except you don't have a cold."
"Huh," said Brigid. "I think I've had one of those for the past fifteen years."
"It would certainly explain a lot," Greg agreed.
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