That’s right! Go away URTI! Shoo, shoo! Your presence isn’t welcomed!
How dare you make me disorientated and woozy for days! I shall make you pay, and pay you shall! For I have… PARACETAMOL!!
That’s right, Paracetamol! I shall laugh while your troops can’t even retreat but get killed by my white blood cells and Paracetamol!
Hohohohahuahauhauhahu ~ ~ !!