This will be the final episode of Choran.

Oh my God.

No, it won't.

I've got the sniffles.

Ending the show because you have a cold.

It's not ending the show.

Well, the show will end, I hope, because my life is going to be over.

Oh, my God.

No, it won't.

I've got a terminal case of the sniffles.

And nobody feels bad for me because it's not COVID and you have to have COVID in order to get any sympathy these days. You know, I got to say, I think that the sympathy for COVID is over. We're done with that? No one has sympathy for COVID. Now it's kind of your own fault. Well, I don't know about that, but it's more just like, yeah, okay, because we've all had it. So it's sort of like, yeah, been there, buddy. Yeah. It sucks. Best of luck. My thing, too, now is one of my greatest passions prior to the scam demic is I love coughing in public. Saddling up to a salad bar and just fucking hacking all over that, motherfucker.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You go under the sneeze guard.

Under, I mean, just in the lettuce, just spitting on the olives.

Now it's like every time I've been, the past few days, because I have been sick, ladies and gentlemen,

we were supposed to record this when, Liz?

Friday.

Yeah, and we did not, because I had a fever.

You had the sniffles.

It was, that was, that was hard sniffles.

I had sniffles and I was talking like this.

But now it's like I go out in public and I'm like,

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