but I just wimp out at being sick. X
Well who can blame you for that, Pied? Not me. I gallop off full tilt in search of a bucket at the faintest whiff of vomit. Not for the poorly person, but for me.
And on one famous occasion when I was supposed to be helping, I fainted on hearing my mum cry out in pain. So I guess we all have our Achilles' heels. Some people would run away at the sight of a class of schoolkids.
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