Heh story time...I decided a Sunday drive was in order, some time ago. We stopped at the local HJ outlet for some food before embarking on the journey. We get to the hills, it starts pissing down and all in all it's fairly cozy, heater on, cruising around, kids whinging in the back. Nek minute a kid decides the burger needs to be set free and barfs the whole farken thing all through the back seat. I pull over, remove kid from car, remove barfed on clothes from kid, missus starts cleaning the barf cos it's her kid goddamnit, we're standing in the pissing rain, the car stinks and we went home.