A man is dying of a rare disease.
This disease has left his body covered in large, bright, yellow, pus-filled craters and has grown exponentially worse over the course of a few months. The man is told by numerous doctors that there is no cure to his life- threatening illness and he doesn't have much time to live.
A Make-A-Wish-esque foundation hears of his condition and decides to let him live out any experience he'd like.
The man has always been a huge baseball fan, but has never been to a Major League game, so he asks to be taken to the Cincinnati Reds opening day game.
He gets to the game and gets the full experience. He's sitting right behind home plate, he's been given food and beer and memorabilia and he's having a great time.
It's the bottom of the second inning and all of a sudden, a man two rows behind him starts vomiting everywhere.
The dying man turns around and realises it's probably the sight of his disfigured body that is making the other man sick.
"I'm sorry sir" says the dying man "if my appearance is making you sick, I can leave. I don't want to ruin the game for anyone". "No, no" replies the other man "it's okay. Just enjoy the game. I'll be fine".
So the game continues and two innings later, the man two rows back starts throwing up again.
"Seriously man, if I'm grossing you out, I'll leave. I don't want to be a burden" says the dying man. "No, I swear, I'm fine" urges the other man "Just enjoy the game"
Finally, after two more innings, the man two rows back starts vomiting worse than before. "I'm just going to go". Demands the dying man. "I'm sorry I've ruined the game for you. I'm just going to leave".
At that the man two rows back finally responds. "No, I'm telling you it's not you at all, it's just... the man behind you keeps dipping his nachos in your neck".