Several years ago I had to bail from work due to a burgeoning migraine and as I was riding home I saw a guy riding towards me, swerving around a bit, and right as we were about to pass each other he turns his head and blows chunks all over the path. Somehow I was able to hold it together for the rest of the ride home but I can still hear that thick, wet, chunky splatter as the unreasonable quantity of vomit hit the concrete.