snot factory.

i'm now 3 for the last 3 on getting hella sick post vegas. hmmmm. i suppose i need to stop getting cirque du soleil hookers and buying "party time" from the flier flippers outside of o'shea's?
i'm convinced that it's just a matter of time before vegas becomes ground zero for the next super bird flu monkey shit virus that wipes out humanity. i'm bringing TB masks and gloves for my next trip.
so, at the advice of the witch doctor i sat next to on the plane home, i bought a mystic neti pot.
it worked just ok*:

* snot is gross