[Dartgod]

Back when I used to play a lot of darts, a buddy of mine and I went out to a bar in Olathe to play in a blind draw tournament. It was his birthday, and he wasn’t shy about telling everyone about it (shamelessly trolling for free drinks and shots).

Later (around 1 a.m.), I was driving back home to Lee’s Summit and on I-35N he said he felt like he wanted to puke. I wasn’t too drunk to drive, but had a few earlier and with him being hammered, I decided it wasn’t a good idea pull over on the shoulder. I had the brilliant idea of having him open the passenger door and lean out and puke (he was wearing a seatbelt, of course) while I sped down the highway at 65+ mph.

Bad idea…

We had to pull over at a gas station at 435E and Roe to clean the puke off of him, the back floorboard, the backseat, you name it. I had to pay a guy $20 at work (auto repair shop) to do a thorough cleaning the following Monday to finally rid the car of the puke smell.