Y'all reminded us of the first new car and a night out in Twin Falls, Idaho. I had just bought a new Cougar fancy electronic dash the works. My brother, Rod, Rod's bud Steve, Steve's twin sister and myself all went out. It was the first time we had met Stephanie Steve's twin sister. We had a hard time imagining a girl when looking at Steve. Steve big ugly guy, Stephanie tall pretty gal.
On the way home set my brother in the front seat. He was wiped out since it was free drinks and all he did more than his fair share. Steve, Stephanie and Rod sat in the back seat. I was designated driver so I was in the drivers seat. Stephanie was directly behind my brother on the passenger side. Brother started urping and gagging. Stephanie took control after I pulled over. She stuck his head out the door and she held him by the back of his neck (one handed). She encouraged him at that point, "come on honey uuuuurrrrrrppp get that bad nasty stuff out of there. Come on honey you can do it uuuuuurrrrppppp!". Finally brother's head was allowed back in the car and we were trying to head towards home again. Stephanie kept control of the situation with conviction. She reached over the back of the passenger seat and held a small car trash bag over brother's face as she continued over and over to encourage him, "uuuuurrrrrppp, come on big guy you can do it!" We laughed all the way home as she courageously coached and encouraged my brother to dislodge "that bad nasty stuff" in a bag that she held over his face. It reminded me of feeding a horse with a grain bag.
