The flying purple spiders, fever, were not cool. I’m good with the color purple, and I love flying, but SPIDERS? Seriously.
The fridge turning into a man wearing a white fedora, on the other hand, was just fine. I’ve always liked the fridge. He seemed friendly. It wasn’t a bad look on him, either.
Clearly, time for some more meds.
….now so long as the neon blue crab legs the medicine box has sprouted aren’t dangerous, we’re good. 🙂