Never again, Throat Spray!!

I woke up this morning with a scratchy throat and a cough.

While I was having a cigarette and contemplating the situation, my cousin suggested I try her throat spray.

You know, that red stuff in a pump bottle?

Well. Just the thought of spraying stuff down my throat made me gag, so she volunteered to do the spraying. All I had to do was hold my mouth open. Easy, right? Then she proceeds to squirt this red poison of doom down my throat. It tasted terrible and by the 5th spray I HAD to gag, so I turned my head to do so and she sprayed me in the face with the shit! So now my throat and tongue are pleasantly numb, but so is my lip and the side of my face.

In conclusion: NEVER AGAIN, THROAT SPRAY!

I'm off to have another cigarette and contemplate re-spraying later. 'Cause I may just not hate it as much as I thought.