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No. How about my son throwing up in a U-Haul half-way through an 800 mile drive? In the mountain passes of Pennsylvania... it wasn't fun.
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No, but I can tell you I did it once. Our refrigerator was dying and I didn't realize it. It was still cool, but not cold enough. The mayo had turned and I didn't realize it. I ate right before we left for the farm to feed the ponies. It was a long stretch of bumpy, hilly, curvy road with no shoulders. I suddenly realized I was going to be sick and hollered for my husband to stop, but he couldn't find a place. I rolled down the window and was sick all over the side of the truck. The wind coming in the window also blew it back all over me. We were meeting the blacksmith, so my husband had to hose me down when we got there and I had to wear the rest until he put shoes on two ponies. Ever wonder what stomach acid does to paint? It ain't pretty.
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No, but I can tell you one of me throwing up all over the side of the police car.
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