October 2008
1 post
vomitus maximus
Cherie: How was lunch? Do you feel like you need a shower? hehe.
me: yes!
and a swig of bleach down the hatch
Cherie: Jim Gaffigan does these jokes about hot pockets. And one of them is about aftter you've just eaten one: You feel so greasy afterward. Did I eat that or rub it on my face?
"I feel sick."
(sing songing) "Hot pocket. Diarhea pocket." haha
me: yup!
It didn't help that I've had weird indigestion problems for the last couple of weeks and I threw up in my mouth and it made the food taste weird
Cherie: That is truly disgusting.
me: Isn't it?
I hate that vomit makes everything taste "sweet". Even water, which is the worst.
Cherie: Wow. You need to stop talking missy!
me: But I thought we could talk about anything!
Cherie: I can count on one hand how many times I've vomitted. I am a vomitphobe.
me: Oh.
Ohhhh, that's you!
I knew it was someone.
Cherie: If I hear people vomit, it makes me want to vomit.
me: But i thought your thing was just the o.b. phobia
Oh.
Well I didn't make vomit noises.
I just tend to throw up in my mouth a lot.
Cherie: haha. ob's are one thing. Vomit is another!
me: I wonder if o.b. can absorb vomit.
Cherie: You and Nina. How do you guys manage to not die?
me: I don't know.
Cherie: That would be great. If instead of sawdust, janitors just threw ob tampons at spills.
hahaha
me: LOL!
Cherie: It makes me think of Bart's marshmallow when he had to be a big boy and put it in his cocoa himself.
me: I like that one.
and then his grandpa slices it
Cherie: I do too. It's one of the few recent ones that had it all. A story, a moral, everything.
Cherie: I could use a slice of choco soaked marshmallow right now.