Gorblimey, is it Sunday already? It seems but yesterday that we were off gallivanting in our finest finery while imbibing fine wines and some frankly revolting cocktails until the quite late hours of the morning. (But in an academic setting, of course, making the whole disgusting mess a lofty undertaking, not without relevance to theories on 1950s cultural phenomena.) The resultant aching head and sore throat is probably no more than we deserve after such orgiastic revelry. Let us take this opportunity of imparting some useful advice on hygiene.
HERE'S HOW TO WASH YOUR HANDS IN SPACE. IN SPACE, PEOPLE.
On a related topic, it's high time that certain people learned some proper respiratory etiquette.
There. We're off to fondle our hand sanitiser and commit unspeakable acts against our handkerchief.
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"We could have orgies. Whatever they are."
HERE'S HOW TO WASH YOUR HANDS IN SPACE. IN SPACE, PEOPLE.
On a related topic, it's high time that certain people learned some proper respiratory etiquette.
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| "Coughs and sneezes spread diseases." Image from 21stcenturygent. |
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| Ladies, handkerchiefs are not for putting lipstick on, but for preventing disease. Image from Friendsreunited. |
Related Reading
Handwashing Extravaganza
Pestilence and Hygiene
A Festive Update
"We could have orgies. Whatever they are."
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