Like I’ve said in the past, I suffer from intense car sickness. Seriously, it you want me to endure a lengthy road trip from the back seat, you’d better throw down a tarp or two. And, maybe, wear a rain slicker. Or better yet, let me sit in the freakin’ front seat.
Well, it turns out that you don’t have to actually be IN a car to get car sick. And that even Barry Weiss, the master of all things wheeled, can be lured into a good vomit every now and then.
Barry’s little tethered car, by the way, is possibly the cutest thing ever found on the show. Besides Barry, himself.