New Years Eve 2003.
A young Vrex went to the movies with his childhood friend, afterwards his father picked him and the friend up and they had Mcdonald's at the local shopping mall. He found the Mcdonald's tasted a little bit strange but thought nothing of it at the time because it was New Years Eve and he was going to be taken to his parent's friends house to celebrate.
After putting on a nice shirt his mum had bought for him especially, he went to the party. For a while he milled around, danced with a few other children but eventually started to notice he was feeling tired. So he went into the lounge room and watched some television.
People offered him food and even though he was quite a fat child, he was amazed at how regularly he turned down food of any description.
Then, at around eleven... it happened. Sitting around he started to cough and choke a bit. He patted himself on the stomach and tried to forget about it. But then as he pushed it back the very next time he opened his mouth, like a volcano erupting vomit chugged from his mouth. All the food he had eaten that day came bursting out of his mouth in messy chunks. First on the couch in front of him, then on his shirt. He just kept vomiting, over and over again in short bursts. Every time he opened his mouth. Making it hard to breathe.
His parents rushed him home where he continued to throw up the whole way and finally he stopped throwing up food and just started throwing up liquid until his stomach was completely empty. He spent the first day of 2004 slowly recovering from it.
He hasn't eaten Mcdonald's since that day.
A young Vrex went to the movies with his childhood friend, afterwards his father picked him and the friend up and they had Mcdonald's at the local shopping mall. He found the Mcdonald's tasted a little bit strange but thought nothing of it at the time because it was New Years Eve and he was going to be taken to his parent's friends house to celebrate.
After putting on a nice shirt his mum had bought for him especially, he went to the party. For a while he milled around, danced with a few other children but eventually started to notice he was feeling tired. So he went into the lounge room and watched some television.
People offered him food and even though he was quite a fat child, he was amazed at how regularly he turned down food of any description.
Then, at around eleven... it happened. Sitting around he started to cough and choke a bit. He patted himself on the stomach and tried to forget about it. But then as he pushed it back the very next time he opened his mouth, like a volcano erupting vomit chugged from his mouth. All the food he had eaten that day came bursting out of his mouth in messy chunks. First on the couch in front of him, then on his shirt. He just kept vomiting, over and over again in short bursts. Every time he opened his mouth. Making it hard to breathe.
His parents rushed him home where he continued to throw up the whole way and finally he stopped throwing up food and just started throwing up liquid until his stomach was completely empty. He spent the first day of 2004 slowly recovering from it.
He hasn't eaten Mcdonald's since that day.
. But the only fast food I would eat is a chick fil a spicy chicken thing cause well I rather eat chicken then beef from a fast food place (Surprise surprise a black guy loves chicken)
