This is the kind of conversation we have when I go to check on him:
Jillian: Here’s some medicine. Can I get you anything else?
Damon: I’m thirsty.
Jillian: Do you want some Gatorade?
Damon: No. But I want something really cold.
Jillian: Juice? Ice water? Lemonade?
Damon: Gatorade.
jaysaint 
Posted by raving_liberal on August 13, 2007 at 1:40 am
I hate to say this, but I do believe you are married to a princess.
Posted by raving_liberal on August 13, 2007 at 1:40 am
I hate to say this, but I do believe you are married to a princess.
Posted by raving_liberal on August 13, 2007 at 1:40 am
I hate to say this, but I do believe you are married to a princess.
Posted by raving_liberal on August 13, 2007 at 1:40 am
I hate to say this, but I do believe you are married to a princess.
Posted by raving_liberal on August 13, 2007 at 1:40 am
I hate to say this, but I do believe you are married to a princess.
Posted by raving_liberal on August 13, 2007 at 1:40 am
I hate to say this, but I do believe you are married to a princess.