103 degrees to be exact.
I don't mean to be flippant. Well, yes I do. See, in a strange, inexplicable turn of events it turns out that this time, he's the one to fall victim to the kid germs. I guess I've finally built up some immunity. Now I better shut up before the germs hear me.
Seriously, stay away from here. I'm throwing up the quarantine sign.
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