Dear friend,

I will seek and find you . . .

I shall take you to bed and have my way with you .

I will make you ache, shake and sweat until you moan and groan.

I will make you beg for mercy, beg for me to stop.

I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I'm finished with you.

And, when I am finished, you will be weak for days.

All my love,

The Flu

(Now, get your mind out of the gutter and go get your flu shot..)