I have a 60-year old buddy who can trump all these stories. He is a professor who married an ex-student, 30+ years younger than he was. As one could predict (and I for one did), the young lady had the urge to have a baby. Well, through the magic of invitro, they had THREE girls...all at once. They take a 10-hour drive to the Orlando area several times per year, and on their last trip, the girls got collectively ill. They vomited anywhere and everywhere for most of one day at Disneyworld...and then for the 15+ hour (yes, 15 hours) drive home. The night they were trying to get out of Disney, one of the girls hurled with such volume, that momma was scooping vomit out of her bra and blouse with her hand.
I always just tell my buddy that his life makes mine seem calm and enjoyable. Most of the time, he just shakes his head like he is in some alternative reality.
Let's hear some horror stories![/QUOTE]