Here is my own personalized illness: TICS
(not the insect, or facial muscle spasms)
**TICS = *Terminal Involuntary Celibacy Syndrome ***
I am still seeking a permanent cure, or at the very least, to send it into remission.
However, I fear it has already fully metastasized. :eek:
JIABITIS Jeannie-in-a-bottle-itis
The condition of having too many personalizations, making one feel trapped and claustrophobic, like a genie in a bottle.
Alright this is the SECOND time you have mentioned my name despairingly! What the hell is up with that?? First I see you call me a troll in the pit? WHY? How did I offend you?
B_Line12, due to your situation, you don’t need a personalized illness from me. However, I recommend Beano or Gas-X to eradicate FlatULance Better yet, where is is Billy Goats Gruff when you need him? Hang in there, B_Line12.
Cannibatarinamcolism
A painful, inflammatory, viral rash of the epidermis of the buttocks. Cause: Repeatedly being bit on the ass by Pac Man. Apparently only three other cases of this disease have ever been recorded. These individuals were named Pinky, Blinky, and Clyde and were diagnosed sometime in the mid 1980’s.
I don’t really need an illness, but at least now I know where I may have contracted this nasty case of TICS I’ve been suffering from. If you find a cure, please let me know.
Sadly, I have a raging case of TICS as well, but unfortunately that makes me nothing more than a copy cat. I want an illness of my very own. Pretty please. Diagnose me.