If I could make a trade with God, #1

...I would ask him to take away my ability to be nauseated and puke ever again. I hate puking, vomiting, up-chucking...whatever you want to call it. To me, nearly getting my thumb cut off in high school, was less painful to endure than hurling. So, along those lines, I would ask to trade my left pinky finger. He could cut it off, make it go limp, I don't care...I just don't want to have to puke ever again.

There I said it.