So what if come August, there's still about .00034% of the entire population with symptoms of this ridiculous virus? That's the number now. Of that less than 1% have a severe case -- for the rest it's a fucking bad cold. So out of every 500,000 people you touch today, one -- one -- might be carrying that particular germ. But I digress.
What if you haven't wiped your ass in two months because Margaret Queefwaller bought 500 cases back in March clearing out every store shelf and isn't sharing. What if you haven't worked, eaten out or seen another human being other than your family because there's a chance that you MIGHT, if you interacted with half a million fucking people, run across the ONE in that bunch who has symptoms and who sneezed in your face?
What if Auburn had a football game and nobody was allowed to come. No, wait, that wouldn't work either. The players couldn't be around each other or the coaches.
I've about had it with this absurd fucking panic. It's ridiculous.