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Originally Posted by The Tower

My sister and I always spent Easter week with my grandma and her sister. "Those were the days...." The one Easter that stands out most prominently in my mind was the time I spent alllllll day constantly eating. At the end of the day, my dad was showing home movies (Super 8) and I asked my great aunt to make me a sandwich. She made me a peanut butter and honey sandwich. I ate the whole thing and subsequently puked up the sandwich and everything else I had eaten all day all over the carpet.

I was talking about the thing where you were death, but this is a good one, too.