what the heck?

Yesterday was the first time in a month that my throat felt good.  I was so pumped that this thing was ending.  Today I woke up and the above pictured part of my throat is killing me.  I've got to get this figured out...it's killing me. 
Side note:  When did my chest hair get so out of control?  There is very little distinction between where my beard ends and my chest hair begins.
Side note 2:  Yes...that is my Cush shirt that I have been rockin' since 2000.  Steve and I have the same shirt and we still wear it.  I rock mine almost every morning and when I work out.  It's more pink than it is red now but I'm down with pink.  At least the neck isn't stretched out.  :)
Side note 3:  If you don't owe Cush's first album your life is not complete...period!
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See for me, there is little distinction between where my lack of beard ends and my lack of chest hair begins...Thanks for the advise on Cush's life-completing album.
Didn't your beard start to get out of control at birth. Aren't you and Esau related somehow...
OOOOoooh dang...no he didn't
I was putting laundry away on Sunday and as I was hanging up Steve's blasted Cush shirt, I thought to myself, "I can't believe he still wears this thing." But he does. And so do you. You guys are so summer of 2000.
CUSH! i totally forgot about cush until you mentioned this. i need to pull that record out! thanks dude. hope you are well.
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