One day, after gulping down a big tuna fish sandwich, I got the hiccups. Hiccup! Hiccup! I hate hiccups! ”Breathe into this bag,” my mother said, so I did. I breathed, and breathed, and breathed. No hiccups! Obviously, I’d trapped them in the bag. I threw the bag into the garbage, but then – hiccup!Continue reading “I Hate Hiccups”