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I thought I’d run out of stories, but reading a few of these has brought back memories. Here goes:
I’m returning from deer hunting, and am 500 miles from home. I’m at one of those massive truck stops that has several gas stations, hotels, and convenience stores. Fueling my pick up truck, I pass what I assumed was going to be a fart. It wasn’t. And let’s just say I fully committed to it...
Literally in the space of a few minutes, the time it takes to fill my trucks fuel tank, I become ill. Very, very ill, food poisoning. I’m starting to perspire heavily, I’m gonna barf, and I just crapped my pants. I can’t get back in my vehicle, because I cannot sit down in the mess. My seats would be ruined. And I’m gonna barf. So I leave my vehicle at the pump, and walk briskly to the nearest hotel. It’s getting urgent, I need to, ummm, fart again, and I’m gonna spew. I’m perspiring so heavily that I’m drenched. I go get a hotel room. Now I know if I throw up in the lobby there’s no way they’ll rent me a room, and certainly not if they notice my other problem. I’m literally clenching my cheeks and gulping back puke while I get checked in. Successful, I get to the room as quick as possible, and literally barf between my legs while sitting on the throne spewing from the other end. I clean up, run downstairs and move my truck from the gas pump to the hotel parking. After a few hours of purging like a volcano, it stops as if nothing happened.
One of the strangest occurrences of my life. I went from being healthy and happy to being very, very ill in the space of less then five minutes. Once my system cleared itself out, I was healthy again just as fast.
I’m returning from deer hunting, and am 500 miles from home. I’m at one of those massive truck stops that has several gas stations, hotels, and convenience stores. Fueling my pick up truck, I pass what I assumed was going to be a fart. It wasn’t. And let’s just say I fully committed to it...
Literally in the space of a few minutes, the time it takes to fill my trucks fuel tank, I become ill. Very, very ill, food poisoning. I’m starting to perspire heavily, I’m gonna barf, and I just crapped my pants. I can’t get back in my vehicle, because I cannot sit down in the mess. My seats would be ruined. And I’m gonna barf. So I leave my vehicle at the pump, and walk briskly to the nearest hotel. It’s getting urgent, I need to, ummm, fart again, and I’m gonna spew. I’m perspiring so heavily that I’m drenched. I go get a hotel room. Now I know if I throw up in the lobby there’s no way they’ll rent me a room, and certainly not if they notice my other problem. I’m literally clenching my cheeks and gulping back puke while I get checked in. Successful, I get to the room as quick as possible, and literally barf between my legs while sitting on the throne spewing from the other end. I clean up, run downstairs and move my truck from the gas pump to the hotel parking. After a few hours of purging like a volcano, it stops as if nothing happened.
One of the strangest occurrences of my life. I went from being healthy and happy to being very, very ill in the space of less then five minutes. Once my system cleared itself out, I was healthy again just as fast.