Since it was a nice day out, I decided to walk home from Old City. It was a nice walk until I got to N 3rd street. It was around 1:30-2:00 when I saw a couple of men in a pick up truck pull over, one of them got out and proceeded to throw up.
That wasn't the bad part. Being down wind of that, was the bad part. He gave off three good pumps, while his friends were laughing at him. Maybe he was drinking mimosas because it was yellow-orange in color, but very chunky...so i don't know. Whatever it was, it smelled extremely horrible and like death.
I guess this is why mother nature invented rain. To wash down all the road vomit.
I was going to ask if he was okay, but since the smell of his throw up ruined the taste of my coffee i had just purchased, I decided not to.
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