Larry and Mick and the Sniffleapocalypse

The end didn’t come in fire or nuclear fallout or holy wrath. It came in sniffles, coughs and ‘feeling a bit squiffy.’

But enough of that...

“I’m feeling a bit squiffy,” said Larry.

“Me too,” said Mick.

“I don’t think I’ll do anything today,” said Larry.

“Nor me,” said Mick.

And thus it was so for the rest of the world.

[ the end (literally) ]