The morning paper tells me there are four new cases of SARS in Toronto. Like a cheesy sequel to a bad movie franchise, SARS returns.
So let me get this straight. SARS is back, the West Nile virus will be here all summer and Mad Cow disease is coming to a hamburger near me. One more funky disease in the GTA and I'm entering my plastic bubble and not coming out until the Stanley Cup parade marches down Yonge Street.
