Jeremy: I feel like I'm going to vomit.
Bruce: Then get in the bathroom.
Jeremy: I'm not going to, I just FEEL like I'm going to.
Nina: Just go if you need to. GEESH!
20 minutes later...
Jeremy: I think your roast last night made me sick.
Nina: Did you vomit?
Jeremy: No.
Nina: Well good. I'm glad you're not sick. But if it was the roast, you would have been sick last night.
Jeremy: *pours a HUGE overflowing bowl of frosted mini wheats and proceeds to eat said bowl*
Nina: I'm glad to see you're feeling better.
Jeremy: Oh, I'm not feeling better.
Nina: *under my breath* whatever.
Justin: Hey Jeremy, I think the roast made me sick too. My stomach isn't feeling well either. (Bee tee dubs... my food is GOOD!)
Nina: Justin, eat breakfast and go take a shit and you'll feel better.
Justin: Yes ma'am.
Two Hours Later...
Justin: *calls* Mom you were right. I needed to take a wicked dump.
Nina: Thank you for the insight. *ao;eifdnarctnjar;fmarmf;lekfj* (me vomiting)
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