You’d think that after entering Tropfest, I’d be done with their theme of “sneeze” but really, my body will not stop sneezing.
It’s insane. I sneeze now. And then five minutes later. And then two minutes later. And then ten minutes later.
I’m sneezing more than my body is making mucus and phlegm.
Pretty soon I’m going to start sneezing my dinner.
It’ll be like “Wow Dad, this chicken tastes great” followed by me sneezing it back out and it resembling a slimy chicken or a piece of meat that’s just been rejected from the world’s worst prostitute who uses too much lube.