I might have Kooties. I spell it with a "k" okay?
I was hanging around trying to help some losers with Kooties and even though I knew at the time that was a completely stupid and bad thing to do, I did it anyway.
I am sorry that I broke the rules and didn't stick with my strong Kootie-free tribe instead of trying to help them that just always have some bad disease like Kooties, but I could not help myself.
I wore all of the protective gear and I believe that I did all of the right things to avoid getting Kooties when I gave into crazy and unforgivable sympathy and tried to help, but it is now sadly possible that I am now incubating Kooties in my body and could pose a threat to spreading Kooties to many others who do not believe that they are losers.
So, I am going to self-quarantine for 21 days.
I've picked 21 days mostly because, I don't know, just because.
I have a tent and the public health officials are going to visit me twice a day and wear a mask mostly because there is no plumbing or shower and so the tent will smell bad probably.
My dogs have already been taken to a Kootie care facility. With any luck they will return as cool and groovy as they were before this unfortunate incident - and my incredible lapse in judgment will not have turned them into Kootie losers.
With any luck, my own personal cool factor won't be affected, either.