Most things that happen in life supposedly serve some greater purpose whether we realize it or not. Given that, what "greater purpose" is assisted by the existence of seasonal allergies? Tell me! Now! What purpose is served by making us all inflamed and sneezy and runny and drippy and miserable and hate filled?

I've been living with seasonal allergies for so long now that I feel those sumbitches owe me a few years off. Or, at least a gradual decline in overall effect as I get older. Instead, they're getting stronger. 

Nathan, I'm truly sorry, buddy. This was one thing I did not want you to inherit.



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Kevin Spencer

I lived the first 45 years of my life without allergies. Moved to this house 3 years ago, and I’m itchy and sniffling. Something grows around here my body doesn’t like.


Have you had an inspection?

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