Welcome to the Vomitorium

Navah was sick a couple of days ago, vomiting.
She had a 24-hour stomach thing and she couldn't even keep water down. Assata was home with me too.

When I was 11 I used to stick my fingers down my throat (in the bed, vomiting gave it a real effect that I was really sick in case Moma or No-noan said I was faking. I was faking.) so I did not have to go to school. Staying at home with Nora, "No-noan" (my great-grandmother) was always the shit. She would have Pepto, Milk of Magnesia, and 7-Up on hand like like they were my private nurses.
I would be watching Pyramid, All My Children, and General Hospital with her.

Then one day, on one of my "sick days", I got too happy and asked that she change the channel from Price is Right to Lost in Space. She then narrowed her eyes at me and said, "Boy, you ain't sick..." She grabbed her switch and that was it.
No more sick days even when I was sick. I'll never forget a real sick day - I was at school.
I threw up everywhere in the class including my main enemies in the class, Gerald "Light, Bright and Alright" Jackson and his girlfriend, Nichole "Dark and Lovely" Finger.
They got it, and their desks, and school work got it too.

I remember Mrs. Mcintyre, our teacher saying, "Goddamn, it's a Vomitorium in here!"