Dayquil

Daddy's Little Helper has replaced the congestion in my skull with a spaced-out self-awareness of The Vacuum. Therefore the oscillation of the Vick's Vaporizer is taking on tones and melodies that were probably not intended by the manufacturer. I've decided that one of them is the National Anthem of the country that will be created when a few like-minded hamlets secede from the United States of Bush. It features a theremin, bagpipes and at least one Tuvan throat singer. I hope he doesn't run out of cough drops.