I was taking my gf out to Six Flags and she got in the car with a thing of cookies that her grandmother sent her. She told me she didn't want them and knew that I would. I was pretty hungry and it was an hour drive so by the time we got there I had eaten the whole batch. The park was great, I got my pic taken with Bugs Bunny. It was all more than I could have ever hoped for, until she wanted to go on the Superman roller coaster. I don't know if it was nervousness or the cookies, but my stomach started to feel really bad. Anyway I didn't want to wuss out in front of my girl so we went on and somehow got the front row. By the time we were locked in I felt really sick and I couldn't take it anymore so I yelled "Let me out of here!" but everyone just laughed at me. We hit the first loop and I lost control of my bowels and then threw up like a second after. Everyone was screaming. When the ride stopped I just wanted to die and I was crying in front of my now ex-girlfriend.
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