We went on a fishing charter that the company my wife worked for put on one fall day. We did it the smart way...drove down early, got a room in Monterey, had a nice dinner, got plenty of sleep, and had a nice breakfast before going out on the boat...Some of her bosses on the other hand, went out and got fucked-up drunk the night before...didn't eat anything before they got on the boat...and were still drunk.
As we got out a mile or so from shore, the swells picked up a bit...not rough, just a bit of up and down, up and down...the head of the HR department was a real "dick with ears" kind of guy at the office, so I decided to have fun with him...He was looking a bit green, so I asked what was the matter? "Oh, I'm feeling a bit seasick. I had too much to drink last night."
"Joe," I tell him, "I spend a lot of time on the water, and I have a sure-fire cure for hangovers and seasickness."
"Really? What is it? I need something."
So, I reach around to the live bait tank, grab a large anchovy and take a bite. The head and about half the body...and start chewing.
That was it...he was bent over the rail puking his guts out...
Once I had him puking...I had to hurry up and spit that nasty sit out...I hate anchovies...but every time he'd come up for air, I'd stick an anchovy in his face and tell him, "Here, try it, it's good for you." <RETCH!>
"You're a fucking asshole!<RETCH>
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