Friday, when I picked you up at school, you had recently thrown up all over the place.
When you got home, you threw up all over the couch.
Before bed, you threw up in a bucket.
Saturday morning, you ate some cereal, went back to bed until 1:00 in the afternoon, and then woke up and asked for potato chips.
I always want potato chips when I'm feeling better too.
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