According to Wikipedia:
“worn in the belief it shields the brain from threats such as electromagnetic fields, mind control, and mind reading.”
Apparently the effect wears off, though, because repeated applications are necessary every three months or so. Note the aura of white light above her head, indicating, I suppose, that the tinfoil is working.
Went out for a short ride today to clear this seemingly immoveable ball of phlegm from my chest. Kinda worked. My apologies to the driver who passed by me just as I turned street-ward to let go with big yellow-green Gooey-Louie. This was shortly after I’d finished cursing the a**hole who thought smashing glass on fresh pavement was sooo kewl. If I were King, punishment for this offense would be cleanup by tongue only. Second offense would include a week of public shaming. Sorry, I am easily moved to intolerance and petulance when I get sick, and Happy Wife noted, correctly I think, that I also become doubly needy of praise. Hmm.