A nasty sickness has been worming it's way through our family, taking us out one by one like some kind of stealthy, paid-for-hire assassin.
I was first. Then my oldest daughter got and it and this weekend my husband got it. It is a nasty cold but not just any cold, a MAN COLD!
A man cold is similar (on paper) to your run of the mill woman cold, except that in real life it's much more dramatic and whiny. The urban dictionary says that it's a "debilitating" disease that can be "near fatal" and demands immediate attention.
It causes men to slouch their shoulders and wear a really pathetic looking face complete with a dragging lip that says, "don't you feel sorry for me? You should! I'm in more pain than anyone has ever had in the history of pain! Remember that large-headed baby you pushed out of your vagina with no pain medicine? That was sunshine and rainbows compared to my runny nose!" *sniff. cough*
I'm trying not to roll my eyes at him. I really am. But he is so far off the charts over-dramatic that it's hard to take him seriously.
From what I hear, most men are exactly like this. They can be the toughest, manliest, strongest men yet they crumble like a house of cards at the onset of a sneeze.
There is this man calledBig Dave Gauder who is often called "the world's toughest man." He can perform amazing feats of strength including the ability to pull a concord airplane 40 yards down a runway...by himself! He's tough and strong and practically made of steel yet I would be willing to bet that when he gets a cold, he probably cries like a baby.