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We were out driving in our '65 VW convertible on a glorious summer evening. We stopped at the Tastee Freeze for ice cream and chili dogs and went for just a slow, enjoyable evening drive home - our son, his mom, his 15 lb mutt, and me - the driver. The dog got sick and yacked in the back seat with the kid. The kid got sick, leaned over and blew chunks all over the gear shift, his mom got sick and was retching. The smell was too much and I lost it and vomited out the driver's door.
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Last edited by wdfifteen; 02-19-2020 at 04:49 PM..
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