"Let's get out of here."
Carter, Luke, and myself went to Kroger to pick up a few things for my mom. As we were headed for the check out Luke stops in the middle of the isle. Since he's holding the basket I get confused and tell him to move. I then hear a splatter noise and see his vomit splash in front of the basket. "Oh God..." and I take a step back. Luke steps back too and keeps puking. Finally he stops and looks at Carter and I and says "Let's get out of here." Carter runs off while I try to alert a Kroger employee of the vomit. A manager guy comes and I say "My brother just threw up here. I'm really sorry, but we gotta go. I gotta take him home." We start to make our way to the check out and I start laughing again when I see Carter walking back to us. The manager guy comes and starts yelling at me "Sir! That isn't something to be laughing and carrying on about!" So I rather sarcasticly yelled back "I'm sorry! He's my brother...." and walked off.
That was the funniest hurling I have ever seen. While we were leaving Luke told us how much better he felt.
On a not so funny and vomit filled note, ever felt like a jerk because you see that someone is having problems and you didn't realise it until now and you don't know what to do? Atleast I got a good laugh today.
That was the funniest hurling I have ever seen. While we were leaving Luke told us how much better he felt.
On a not so funny and vomit filled note, ever felt like a jerk because you see that someone is having problems and you didn't realise it until now and you don't know what to do? Atleast I got a good laugh today.