The Fresh Puke of BelAir

Speakin' of puke...

I once observed two old friends re-unite with one another on the patio of Frankie's, a Bar in Toledo. They exchanged the usual:

Dude1: Hey (name)! Is that YOU?!?!?
Dude2: H-h-hheeeeeey, maaaaaaaaan...what's up?!?!?!?
Dude1: Ah, not much (hand shake taking place at this point).
Dude2: You still live around here, then?
Dude1: Yea...so what else is goin' on?
Dude2: Uh...not much...almost stepped in that puke over there...
Dude1: Oh wow...was it fresh puke?
Dude2: I dunno, man... I think the guy just had dinner, man...
Dude1: Whoa...

That was the extent of the reunion.