Let's play a game. You all ask a question in unison, like on family feud, and I respond with a boringly clever answer. Ready? Go.
How hot is it?
It's so hot, that in winter, when you turn on the faucet, instead of waiting for the hot water to get hot, you have to wait for the cold water to get cold.
How hot is it?
It's so hot, that the weather reports are saying it is "slightly cold" outside when it's 80 degrees Fahrenheit.
One last time, stick with me here.
How hot is it?
It's so hot, Dave has a fever.
The heat is probably one of the less pungent ingredients, though. Add a cup of jet lag, a tablesoon of stomach pains and a dash of dietary adjustments, stir for 4 days, and you've got a 5 star recipe for feeling like sh*t. Oh and don't forget to wake up on Sunday morning with a black tongue... but don't worry, that's just a side effect from all the pepto bismol you've been taking. What is that!?'
So physically I haven't been feeling 100% but I have been trying to stay positive.
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Oh my lord, David maybe you should just Fedex yourself home. A black tongue!! You're like a giraffe. Be safe!
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