Fucking get out of here with that “puke bowl” nonsense. You are going to make me lose an argument with my wife!
I never heard of them until her and like poop knives I refuse to believe in families have a thing as a “puke bowl”. Now I have to do research and reconsider my stance.
Ok so strictly speaking it was a specific mustard colored rectangular Tupperware bowl that often held soup leftovers in the fridge. Occasionally it held popcorn. For a small child who was sick and couldn’t reliably get over a toilet to puke, it was the designated “puke bowl.” For the record, I don’t believe poop knives actually exist, but in this instance, your wife is correct.
Her’s was a plastic blue bowl with a handle. I was informed of it’s unsavory past after it was given to her from her mom when we moved in together. As she was eating popcorn out of it.
I didn’t come from no fancy two large plastic bowl house either. But a small trashcan with about 3 layers of grocery bags was our go to. Never would I look at something I yaked in and consider it to hold food again even if it had bags lining it.
You mean the popcorn container/puke bowl?
Fucking get out of here with that “puke bowl” nonsense. You are going to make me lose an argument with my wife!
I never heard of them until her and like poop knives I refuse to believe in families have a thing as a “puke bowl”. Now I have to do research and reconsider my stance.
Ok so strictly speaking it was a specific mustard colored rectangular Tupperware bowl that often held soup leftovers in the fridge. Occasionally it held popcorn. For a small child who was sick and couldn’t reliably get over a toilet to puke, it was the designated “puke bowl.” For the record, I don’t believe poop knives actually exist, but in this instance, your wife is correct.
Huh, when I was sick my parents just made me sleep in the bathtub (they’d put towels in and make it special)
My wife and I both got a stomach flu earlier this year and we have a mop bucket I can’t look at the same.
Her’s was a plastic blue bowl with a handle. I was informed of it’s unsavory past after it was given to her from her mom when we moved in together. As she was eating popcorn out of it.
I didn’t come from no fancy two large plastic bowl house either. But a small trashcan with about 3 layers of grocery bags was our go to. Never would I look at something I yaked in and consider it to hold food again even if it had bags lining it.
My puke bucket holds wood chips now.