So,my wife and I were getting out of Pepe Le Pew last Saturday night, going into Wal-Mart to look at, ta-da, LCD TV's....I know, I know, all you single guys out there are probably saying, "Wow, cool wife, LCD TV shopping on a Saturday night. I've gotta find me a gal (or guy in Vermont and California) and get married! Woohoo, LCD FTW!" Nah, it ain't like that. Trust me.
But I digress.
What do I step into with my left foot, exiting Pepe? Some douche bag's vomit.
I was in flip-flops, as it was a pleasant eve in the old town. This particular vile goo splattered all over my foot (I still had the right foot in the car), my ankle, and, of course, all over my flip-flop.
Listen, I've stepped in a variety of poops, from hard to liquid, both animal and human, over the years. But this was the most vile, digusting, and downright stinky icky that I have ever set foot in. In this particular case, it was obvious that no attempt had been made to reach the nearby grass, or even the concrete curb and gutter. Some thoughtless douche had just let fly.
Now, I know puke is sometimes a sudden thing. But you at least have SOME warning. Please, please, if you must puke out of your car or getting into your car, or just in the middle of a parking lot, TRY to make the grass or at least the gutter. Don't just puke right outside your door between your car and another. And if you do need to puke and can't make the grass, run out in the middle of the parking lot and puke where everyone can SEE it, not in the shadows of cars.
I mean, fcuk that was disgusting. Ugh......
Rant over....don't step in puke, if you can help it......
On Vomiting in a Parking Lot
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