I felt noxious, absolutely horrible. I had just been out to a restaurant, and accidentally ordered a large serving. I thought I could pack it away, but I guess I was wrong. Once I had left the restaurant, I started driving back towards my home. I was about to puke my guts out, and I couldn't hold it back much longer! I drove my car along the highway, as I raced home. I knew I had to make it back before my leather seats became covered in chewed up boneless dry ribs and garlic toast! "Come on, Seth, you can do this!" That's what I kept telling myself, but it just wasn't working. I was a 25 minute drive away from my house, and I could barely hold on for another 5 minutes.
I decided that I was going to have to hop out of the vehicle, and spew on the side. Unfortunately, I came to an area populated with people! The looming tents in my peripheral vision told me that I had stumbled across a circus of some sort! I couldn't puke in a populated area like this! I had to get inside, and make it to

I had no idea where I was going, where the heck was I? I was just driving back from a friend's house who was located just out of town, yet I've suddenly become very lost! I didn't recognize this area at all, and I'm insanely good with directions. I'll never find my way back home like this, I needed to ask for directions. As my bad luck would have it, rain clouds began to form in the sky. My bad day jut got worse, I couldn't believe how terrible this whole situation was becoming. I drove for what seemed like hours, hoping in vain to find some kind of house or building in which I could ask for directions. I drove along the dusty and rock covered road, as my red sports car paced along. I was desperate to try and find some kind of person to give me directions, but I didn't find anyone as I drove along. I looked at my cellphone, and tried to get a call through. The phone ringed for a few seconds, before eventually stopping and telling me that I was out of the service area. It felt like the