Life is grand. As I tell all back in the States, here in Bavaria, the beer is strong and the women are gorgeous. But there are yet other niceties which I’ll admit I’ve been largely taking for granted.
To be perfectly honest, every now and then I do sit bolt upright in bed, having been awoken by imagined sounds of retching. I don’t know which is worse, having cat puke invade your dreams, or actually having to clean up a pile of it in the morning.
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I don’t know which is worse, but it’s definitely funnier that you still wake up in the middle of the night to imagined cat-retching sounds.
They win again.