Car sick
I fucking hated car journeys as a kid. As soon as I knew we were going on a trip that took longer than half an hour I started to feel a little funny and had to try to spend the rest of the journey in silence, with my eyes closed. Never worked though.
I've been sick all down the side of the car, I've managed to chunder 5 minutes into the journey, and in the exact same spot on the way back, I've thrown up over both my brothers and my parents, on people's hand luggage. You name it, I've projectiled all over it.
The one advantage to this affliction is never having to sit in the middle seat, sandwiched between my two brothers. Neither of them are ever going to take the chance and play chunder roulette to see who ends up covered in my breakfast.
( monkeyboyalpha jumping on the bandwagon since, Fri 15 Jul 2011, 10:01, 1 reply)

Take a sick bag with you...?
(tyrellsOwl, Fri 15 Jul 2011, 12:55, closed)