I'm about 7 years old and in a mall bathroom. I'm in a stall dropping a deuce. I've been feeling sick to my stomache for an hour or so. Both urges hit me at the same time, but I try to hold back the puke until I can finish pooing. I realize that I'm not going to be successful and make a snap decision to try and get the puke into the toilet as crap will be easier to clean up. I'm largely unsuccessful... at getting anything into the toilet. So there I am, with my pants around my ankles, standing in a bathroom stall in a huge puddle of puke with a a big pile of my own crap behind me. I've never seen anything that horrified me like that in a publc bathroom.

Ohhh man the look on my dad's face...