In 7th grade sex ed the teacher started going on about birth and stuff. I happened to be sick at the time. I don't remember what she said, but that set me off. I stood up, ran with my hands over my mouth trying to block the molten vomit coming out of my mouth. As reach the trash can right next to the door, I near full 10 present of the dam thing. When I stopped, I look down and saw that the bag had been torn and it had leaked EVERYWHERE! The vomit blocked the doorway so no-one could leave. As I turned around to look at my teacher, she gave me a horrible look as she walked toward me. As soon as she stepped in my area, I -blam!-ING UNLOAD EVERYTHING IN MY -blam!-ING STOMACH ON HER. Bile, food, everything. We were all stuck in that classroom for about 15 minutes as the ONE janitor had to clean a path to get to the door. I became legend that day...