My grandmother’s from midst Bosnia. She can’t cure you like some Roma InternetMagicTwinkyTwinky, but she has her medicine.
You know, a cold, a peanut butter allergy, or an aching back from working the corn field a whole evening, my grandmother will cure everything of that with a shot of šlivovica rubbed against wherever it hurt.
A sore throat, a really burning Adam’s apple every time you swallow that air you fucking don’t want to swallow, which typically, that Adam’s apple, will fucking feel inclined to move so much more often than when your throat isn’t sore. Isn’t that fucking funny?
Anyway, the best way to cure a sore throat, my grandmother always said….
… lots of salt with squeezed lemon in lukewarm water. Then gargle it thoroughly through your throat.
…and now I have a woman telling me that semen cures almost anything which has to do with a bad throat.
I’m not swallowing spunk.
You know, a cold, a peanut butter allergy, or an aching back from working the corn field a whole evening, my grandmother will cure everything of that with a shot of šlivovica rubbed against wherever it hurt.
A sore throat, a really burning Adam’s apple every time you swallow that air you fucking don’t want to swallow, which typically, that Adam’s apple, will fucking feel inclined to move so much more often than when your throat isn’t sore. Isn’t that fucking funny?
Anyway, the best way to cure a sore throat, my grandmother always said….
… lots of salt with squeezed lemon in lukewarm water. Then gargle it thoroughly through your throat.
…and now I have a woman telling me that semen cures almost anything which has to do with a bad throat.
I’m not swallowing spunk.
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