I get KILLER hiccups sometimes. Annoying, fucking hiccups.
If I get them once in the morning, I can be assured that I will get then another seven or eight times that day. And I can NOT have quiet hiccups - I have tried my hardest to keep my strangling hiccups to myself. Unfortunately, they have a terrible ability to force my mouth open and make me hiccup at the top of my lungs, scaring every small child and house pet within a two-mile radius with the noise that spews forth from my throat.
It might not be so bad if I didn’t get them constantly throughout the day. Of course, I know if I happen to be lucky enough to let out a hiccup on the drive to work, I’ll be able to entertain the entire office with my hiccups for the rest of the day. Joy. I know they love it. And I do get a little tired of being the in-office radio with my hiccups.
Go the FUCK AWAY!
(In case you haven’t guessed, I’ve been dealing with these fucking things all day, and just got hit with them again, and they will NOT GO AWAY.).
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