I went for a walk today and noticed a pile of puke. Then I looked up and saw the man who puked it, in mid-puke.
It seems that I should have noticed the man first, not the other way around. But also, in a perfect world, I should have seen the food go into his mouth, not out of it. So I guess it fits and I'll let this one slide. Slide out of his mouth and onto the sidewalk and onto a pile of trash in the curb.
My life is like the movie "Memento", but with vomit.*
*I never saw "Memento"