Hope this doesn't gross any body out.......





I think my emet started when I was about 10. I was at summer camp, and we had gathered in the "mess" tent for breakfast. Each cabin sat together. We had all just sat down when the girl next to me suddenly v* all over the table. We all jumped up and squealed. The cabin leader who was a girl probably 18 or so looked at me and said "Clean that up and come let us know when you're finished" and quickly lead the restof the girls out. I was a pretty obedient kid and did what I was told--scarred for life. Then I got the sv* when I was like 13 and it was the kind where you're dead asleep and you are jerked from sleep and have to leap from bed to run to the bathroom--I didn't even make it all the way and felt bad that my mom had to clean it. YUK!!!!!!!!!!! I guess v* is such a scary, out of control thing, that's part of it, too.