Hamburgers for a month? Ew. Positively gross. I don't even think Zach could be able to do THAT. (And he's in love with meatloaf!)
Speaking of which, in the past few days, I've had,
(Sing to the tone of eleven days of Christmas)
Eleven used tissues,
Ten coughing fits,
Nine hours napping,
Eight feel-better hugs,
Seven glasses of water,
Six comments from you guys,
Five warm blankeeeeeeeeeets!
Four glasses of milk,
Three cough drops,
Two Motrin pills,
And o-uu-uune juuuuuuuice booooooooox!
Hehe, bye guys! :)