My worst vomit...
...6 and a half years ago... I am a youthful 18 years of age, naive, quiet, shy, not much of a drinker.

I find myself living at university in Liverpool - away from home for the first time in my life. It's just a couple of months after term started and I have yet to find my drinking limits. The night starts with a few quiet drinks with my friend and his sister. We head to the student union to continue drinking. After some 12 bottles of lager we decide to go home..

We arrive at the flat and I collapse on to my bedroom floor. My friend leaves me and I crawl to the sink. I throw up in the sink... And on me, the floor and the bed. I eventually collapse into a drunken slumber.

I am rudely awoken at 12pm by my friend with four words set to drive fear into the heart of many a student: 'Your parents are here!'

The site that greats them is their son covered head to foot in dry sick, his bed is also crusty... and to top it all off... The sink including the previous four nights crockery is in inch deep in lager based sick mush.

My mothers firts words? 'So, you had a good night then?'

My dad took me to a pub for lunch and offered me a pint.
( beefandcheese, Tue 24 Aug 2004, 16:49, Reply)