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Originally posted by Atticus Grinch
Holy shit! You're my SP. Sort of. The very same day my dad got his little 2002 in 1974, I threw up in the back seat. My dad's never forgiven me.
Of course, he waited until 1976 to upgrade to a 530i, so the smell couldn't have been too bad . . .
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Heh, in my 4 year old mind, I thought it was the combination of OJ and bacon that I had that morning that caused me to ralph. For some period of time, I tried to avoid eating those things together, which is pretty hard if you're a 4 year old and your family starts everyday with a full breakfast. Now that I'm older, I'm inclined to think it was my uncle's swervy driving that got me carsick. I don't feel bad anymore, in fact, next time I see my uncle (who to this day, still drives BMW's), I'm going to find his car and puke in the backseat. I suggest you visit your dad too.
Flinty
