So I’m sitting here with clogged up ears and trying to get them to clear, and it reminded me of when we went to California when I was 12. On the plane trip on the way down, my ears popped, and for three weeks they wouldn’t clear, and I couldn’t hear for beans. Drove my mom absolutely insane. She thought I was just being a jerk, because every time somebody would say something, I’d say, “What?” She must’ve cleared about six pounds of earwax out of my ears, because every time I’d say “What?” she’d clean my ears out again. They finally cleared when we flew back to Alaska.

This childhood memory brought to you by coughing and the letter S.

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