I jokingly told my mom that I was going to pull an all-nighter because we were catching our flight home from Vegas at some ungodly time of morning (i.e. pre-noon), and then cruel Mother Nature forced me to follow through on my jest, as I was throwing up every 45 minutes between 11:30 pm and 5:45 am. NOT FUN, especially when you remember every gory
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