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Orlando. I’m still freezing cold, i think the weather is mocking me; “ooh I bet ye’d love a wee dram e Whisky wouldnye?” it sneers like a Scottish witch. And why is my throat sore? It is a scientific fact that if you don’t drink you don’t get ill ever. Ever! Fact! What’s worse is that Kif was ill yesterday, went out and got tanked and today miraculously he is cured! Why put this irrefutable proof in front of me? How is he allowed to desecrate his body, get better and sit smugly while I treat mine like a temple and get mugged by a cold??  I will ask Kif for meaning, sulk and ward away that crazy Scottish witch so I don’t get ill.