Appropriately, Barf Bags.

D went on business to Austin for a few days and returned home with the ultimate cheap gift: barf bags from the airplane for each little boy. The stewardess was also kind enough to give him a cookie for each child when D asked for the bags. Get it? A barf bag and a cookie? OK, ok, but he saved a lotta money getting souvenirs like this. It's most appropriate, too, because while he was gone we went out to dinner at the Chinese buffet and a young lady acted most inappropriately near us. She and her boyfriend were throwing food at each other, snickering and giggling and just plain ol' being juvenile. Finally, she began to laugh and cough so badly that she retched all over the table. Then she laughed about that, coughed and made a bunch of moist-y spluttering noises and sniffled it through her nose. Then she laughed again on her way to the restroom. Needless to say, at least this time I did *not* overeat at the buffet. I'm sorry, but I didn't bring my camera for a picture of this memorable event.