I am alive.
I am a lung-mucous factory, however. If I don’t soon get better I *will* start making sacrifices of Chocolate-Covered Paydays & Dr. Pepper (*) to Ryleh, Cthullu et al, in an appeasal attempt.
Two of the vilest food stuffs known to man. Only Elder Gods of Dooooooooooom (+1…against monkies) would appreciate them.