The other night I dreamed about really stinky shoes. And they were making me sick. And then I got up and ran to the bathroom and barfed. I had caught the stomach flu that was going around. Bleh.
Where was the worst place you puked? I got a parasite in India and ended up barfing a lot. One time was in a restaurant. I felt pretty bad for the cook, but it wasn't his fault. The other worst place was on the 10 hour flight from Amsterdam to Vancouver where I had food poisoning and spent most of those ten hours ralfing into paper bags and standing in line to use the toilet. That was like torture. You couldn't lie down and if you were in the bathroom too long, people would be banging on the door with a line-up a mile long. And if you gave up your toilet, you had no hope of getting in again anytime soon. Barf!
Have you ever been puked on? My sister has puked on me a couple times. Once in the car, and once in a hotel bed in Prince George. That was my only memory of Prince George for years and years later. Thankfully, I have a better understanding of the city now. And I also got puked on by a roommate in Mexico who ate a bad ostrich burger the night before.
I don't think I've puked on anybody though, besides my Dad. I remember getting sick in the tent trailer once, and I had the choice to puke on my little sister, my older sister, or a small empty space. I remember thinking it through very carefully. And I chose the empty space. I know, I'm a saint.
I had a very sensitive stomach when I was little, and I remember my Mom getting very mad at me one time, because I up-chucked in the car on the way to preschool because there was a hair on my lunch box. Also, no one wants to drink out of the blue plastic cup at our house anymore. I'll let you guess why. (It's been like 20 years! Get over it already!)
Anyways, everybody has tons of awesome barfing stories, so share!
Oh, and I think I am fully recovered now, or I wouldn't have been able to write this without multiple trips to the porcelain throne.