No joke, he was choking on chicken.
I was in my kitchen preparing my dinner, he was at the table eating some El Pollo Loco, my brother was in the living room watching TV (kitchen and living room are basically all part of the same area of the house). We're all casually bullshitting... Next thing I know my buddy had rushed to the bathroom and I heard him trying to puke... I drop what I was doing to go check on him and he comes out of the bathroom in a panic pointing at his neck and not able to talk or breathe... Trying to puke and just in total panic mode. My brother says "YOU'RE CHOKING???", which was obv but this was all spur of the moment shit... I rush around behind him and immediately administer the Heimlich... I press in 3 times and shit gets dislodged and he pukes all over the floor, himself, the kitchen counter with my food on it, then the sink. He hovers there for a few minutes in a total sweat repeating over and over "holy shit dude, holy shit".
Apparently he was talking with food in his mouth and the chicken went down the wrong pipe and wouldn't move. In my entire life I have never seen anything like that... I mean, I've swallowed shit down the wrong pipe before as we all have, but I have never seen anyone actually choking. Kind of freaked me out a little bit. I've been super careful eating each meal since...lol. I'm also surprised I remembered the correct way to do the Heimlich as I have never had to do it before and probably haven't practiced it since high school.
Life is crazy like that, you just never know when crazy shit like this will pop up.
Meanwhile, I now have free reign to bust his balls about how he owes me for pretty much the rest of our lives, or until he has to save mine. Hopefully that situation never arises.