Fine, Swine, Wish It Weren’t Mine
Sorry. I’ve been laying low in the past few days. I caught the flu. Not the dreaded H1N1 (don’t call it Swine) Flu, thank goodness. It got really bad over the weekend; now I’m coasting out of it in a general haze of ickiness. In honor of the occasion, I have some vintage PSAs from the last swine flu outbreak in 1976. The technique may be dated, but the paranoia is timeless. Your taxpayer money at work!
Back to pills and plenty of fluids for me.