I laughed when I read about that CEO vomiting oil during a meeting. After that pipeline disaster, he had it coming.
I enjoyed learning that my high school bully puked out the remains of her pet. How could anyone abandon their puppy, especially in winter?
I giggled listening to my alcoholic neighbour retching out the cans of beer he would simply throw out of his car. That should teach him.
But when I started coughing out every cigarette butt I’d ever flicked away and stomped, I just kept mum.
Nobody needed to know I wasn’t any better than those scums.
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