Yeah, when I was a kid my parents made me go to this camp in Western Kentucky (where I lived at the time) that I hated. It was this outdoorsy camp where I would stay the week, and fish and hunt and stuff (waking up at 7 am to go swimming for like a mile a day sucked). Well I enjoy fishing and camping now, but I HATED it as a kid. Anyways, the first day of camp I made sure to drink a lot of water, stuck my hand in my throat and puked all over the mess hall. My friend knew it was a joke, but the administration freak out and forced me to go home. Overall, it was a good day for me. :p