#sneezd

[b00gerface]

who's talking shit about me. I just sneezed. snoze if you will

[rainesol]

AUUGH I JUST INHALED A SPIDER TGEN SNEEZD IT

[white-chalk-sapphomet]

In hell i would just be forced to hold a sneeze for eternity. Also the other torturing but the sneezd thing wouldn't be irrelevant

[witchblade]

sneezd

[mosaic-broken-hearts17]

NO I JUSG LOST A GOOD SNEEZD

[sunflowersniffles]

Ok so imagine a photographer developing film/making prints in their dark room and every time they come back out it sets off their photic reflex

[espresso]

i am awake

[bruhhhlookiturhead]

IM GONNA SNEEZE

i sneezd

[ladywynneoutlander]

Letters of Outlander

Jamie Fraser to Jenny Murray (with a note from Young Ian), Drums of Autumn Ch 34, began September 19, 1769 (Part 2)

Saturday, 1 October

  A great surprise today. Two guests have come from Cross Creek. You will recall, I think, my Telling you of Lord John Grey, whom I knew in Ardsmuir. I have not said that I had seen him since, in Jamaica, where he was Governor for the Crown.

  He is perhaps the last Person one should expect to find in this Remote Place, so far Removed from all Traces of Civilization, let alone those Luxurious Offices and Trappings of Pomp to which he is Accustomed. Surely we were Most Astonish’d by his appearing at our door, though we at once made him Welcome.

  It is a melancholy Event that has led him here, I am Sorry to say. His Wife, embarked from England with her son, contracted a Fever on the voyage, and Died of it while on the Ocean. Fearing lest the Miasmas of the Tropics prove as Fatal to the Boy as to his Mother, Lord John determined that the lad must go to Virginia, where Lord John’s family has Substantial Property, and Determined to escort him there himself, seeing that the Lad was greatly Desolated by the loss of his Mother. 

  I Expressed Amazement, as well as Gratification, that they should chose to make such Alteration in their Journey as required to visit this Distant Spot, but his Lordship dismisses this, saying that he would have the Boy see something of the different Colonies, so as to appreciate the Richness and Variety of this Land. The had is most Desirous of encountering Red Indians -- reminding me in this Respect of Ian, not so long ago.

  He is a comely lad, tall and Well-form’d for his Years, which I believe are near Twelve. He is somewhat subject still to Melancholy from his Mother’s death, but is most Pleasant in Conversation, and Mannerly, for all he is an Earl (Lord John is his stepfather, I believe; his father having been Earl of Ellesmere). His name is William.

Tuesday, 4 October

  The Indian in the corncrib died early this morning, in spite of Claire’s best efforts to save him. His face, body and limbs were entirely suffused with a dreadful Rash, giving him a most Grewsome and Mottled look.

  Claire thinks he suffered from the Measle, and is much Concerned, this being a Vicious Disease, plaguish and quick to Spread. She would not suffer anyone to go near the Body save only herself -- she says she is Safe from it, by means of some charm -- but we did all Assemble near Midday, whereat I read some Scripture suitable to the Occasion, and we said a Prayer for the Repose of his soul -- for I trust that even unbaptised Savages may find rest in God’s mercy.

  We are in some doubt how this poor soul’s Earthly Remains shall be Disposed. I would in common course send Ian to summon his Friends, that they might give him such Burial as is common among the Indians.

  Claire says we must not do this, however, for the Corpse itself may Spread the Disease among the man’s own People, a Disaster which he would not Chuse to bring upon his Friends. She advocates burying or Burning the Corpse ourselves, and yet I am reluctant to undertake such Action, which might be easily Misunderstood by the man’s Companions -- they thinking that we Sought by this means to hide some Complicity in his Death.

  I have said nothing of this Concern to our Guests. If Danger seems Imminent, I must send them away. Still, I am loathe to Part with their society; so isolated is our situation. For now, we have Laid the Body in a small Dry Cave in the hill above the House, wherein I had thought to build a Stable or Storehouse.

  I ask your forgiveness for thus Unburdening my Mind at the cost of your own Peace.  I think all will be Well in the end, but for the Moment, I confess to some Worry. Should Danger -- either from Indians or Disease -- seem to threaten, I will send this Letter at once in the care of our Guests, that it may be Certain of reaching you.

  If all is Well, I will write quickly to tell you.

Your Most Loving Brother,

    Jamie Fraser

Postscriptum, 20 October

  We are all Safe, though the Manner of our Deliverance is most Melancholy; I will tell you of it later, having no great Heart for the matter at present.

  Ian has been Sick of the Measle, as has Lord John, but they are both Recovered, and Claire bids me say that Ian does Exceeding well, you shall have no Fear for him. He writes in his own Hand, that you may know it is the Truth.

--J.

Dear Mam --

  I have been Sick, but am all Right agayne. I had a Fever, with most Peculiar Dreams, full of odd things. There was a great Wolf that came and spoke to me in the Voice of a man, but Auntie Claire says this must have been Rollo, who Stayed by me all the time I was Ill, he is a very Good Dog and does not bite very often.

  The Measles came out in small Bumps beneath my Skin, and itched like Fury. I should have thought I had sat down on an Anthill, or wandered into a Hornet’s nest. My head felt twice its usual Size, and I sneezd quite Ferocious.

  I had three Eggs to my Breakfast today, and porridge, and have Walked to the privy alone twice, so I am quite Well, though I thought at first the Sickness had left me Blind -- I could see nothing but a great Dazzle of Light when I went outside, but Auntie said this would soon be remedied, and it was.

  I will write more later -- Fergus is waiting to take the Letter away.

Your most Obedient and Devoted Son,

        Ian Murray

P.S. The Porpentine skull is for Henry and Mattie, I hope they will like it.

[pathologising]

I sneezd AGAIN

[starlitdaydreamer]

i sneezd out my chicken nugget

[screamingatthetopofmylungs]

i juzt sneezd

[yjwonz]

I J&ST SNEEZD MY BRIAN OUT

[germsareyummy]

CONFESSION!!!!!1!!!!

i acci,,denta'ly sneezd on me dog :(:(:(:(:(

[tetroxy]

i sneezd on davis dnt tel him whn he wkes up

[espresso]

good aftrnoon achoo i sneezd