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You know, the stuff you get after eating a lunch meal at Popeye’s chicken, driving for an hour, and throwing-up all over the back seat of a mini van. No it wasn’t me, but instead my two little cousins, Michael and Leon decided to regurgitate their entire lunch into various crevices of the van and on themselves on the way to Arizona. Boy was my dad pissed. Spent a good 30 minutes cleaning the back seats of his Toyota Sienna. Luckily we got to a rest stop and they got to change out of their tainted clothes and washed off. Felt really bad for them. Leon gets car sick really easily and I think Michael’s reaction was from seeing and smelling his little brother’s vomit. Like nothing had happened, they scarfed down their dinner as if their lunch experience was a distant memory. On the way back, we’re making sure they have bags all around them. Does anybody know how to get rid of the stench of vomit? Yeah, I don’t think pictures are necessary for this post.

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