On a lighter note, I remember a particular evening when Kam, John, and I were cruising around Big Bear in his SUV (a Toyota, I think). The two of them were dating, and since Kam and I were colleagues and great friends during these years, we were practically inseparable.
John had a particular love for Turkey Bacon during this time, and although he loved it, it did not love him. Incessant belching would inevitably follow consumption, followed by a stench that could make whole villages evacuate.
So, this one evening, we're traveling in John's SUV, when suddenly, he belches at the top of his lungs. Within a half second, he shouts, "Oh, no. Turkey bacon!" He immediately starts rolling down his window. Panicked, Kam and I begin rolling down all of the care windows as quickly as possible to avoid the stench cloud that would have surely enveloped us without any means of escape. When the coast was clear (not to mention the air), I cannot remember laughing so hard.