forced air: a sentence or two

 You can't blame motels for not wanting to smell, so there's this constant breeze blowing.
I don't care what that maintenance guy said, my heat is on the fritz. It blows room temperature air....
(*Achoo*!!)

(*Achoo*!)

So you see, it doesn't matter if you never talk to anyone, the air will find you.

Beware the air.

On the bright side maybe, I ordered this teeny tiny (we're talking small) bottle of Nyquil.