“Hay fever. Hay pneumonia. Hay coma. My last breath is a sneeze.” ~Green Bük, 1994
“…a falsely heightened sense that my own morality was superior…” ~Wil, 2019
One of these days I’m going to have the ultimate sneeze, one that gets out all that bad stuff: the anger, the stink of old age, the accumulated mistakes, the pollen.
The product will sit in the sink, stunned for a moment, then scurry off to infect someone else.