Sorry you had such a nasty time, but yes, I'm glad you can recognize and appreciate your report is great dark comedy. You obviously made it out "Ok," so I had to laugh at the whole idea of some guy out of his mind in a children's movie vomiting all over the place in terror at Puss in Boots while his girlfriend sobs inconsolably. Just imagine what a carefree kid looking back from their soody pop and gummy bears and seeing a crazed man covered in vomit with a look of existential horror on his face might have gone through. Imagine the confusion of of a kid thinking your condition was in reaction to Puss and Boots, a movie that gave them such saccharine glee, and them trying to process why you were in such a state, telling themselves they didn't just see that, then looking back, etc... And the whole thing was supposed to be romantic, that's the clincher. It's awful on one level, but really fucking funny on another.
Purchasing a $30 mg scale and bothering to spend two minutes searching for dose information online rather than eyeballing because you didn't feel like waiting to receive it would've saved you all the trouble (you know that). Again, very sorry for your suffering. You didn't deserve this of course, but it's genuinely funny partially because I can't help but feel on some level that you had it coming. There's some kind of sadistic karmic justice at work in your story (not that I believe in that, but it works well narratively). Thanks for sharing. It'll make a great story for you to tell while you're drinking or whatever, so think of it like that I guess (think of as a lesson, first, though).
