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It's been nearly six years since we last asked about your worst vomit, so:
Tell us tales of what went in, what came out and where it all went after that.
( , Thu 7 Jan 2010, 17:02)
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Years ago, at Bristol Poly, my mate Owen was out on the piss in Bristol. He got thrown out of the Fleece and Firkin, and was sitting outside the pub on the curb when he suddenly and calamitously hurled everything from the whole evening all over and around himself.
Some more-sober people came by at that moment and disgustedly asked him "did you do that?".
In his broad Welsh accent, he answered, proudly, while scooping it all together into a rancid, steaming puddle around his knees: "Yes, it's mine - all mine - and you can't have any of it!"
*EDIT - for the punchline pedant :)
( , Mon 11 Jan 2010, 19:04, 5 replies)
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though you destroy your own punchline with the parentheses at the end.
( , Mon 11 Jan 2010, 19:49, closed)
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please enter the original line below.
It might be better second time around (gross ambiguity intentional).
( , Tue 12 Jan 2010, 9:52, closed)
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The last line used to read:
In his broad Welsh accent, he answered, proudly: "Yes, it's mine - all mine - and you can't have any of it!" (while scooping it all together into a rancid, steaming puddle around his knees)
:-)
( , Wed 13 Jan 2010, 20:48, closed)
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