Jimbo
A recent story will be that of my friend Jimbo. After a fairly heavy drinking session at a club in Brighton on Halloween we all decided to have a kebab before we took a taxi home. Jimbo was known throughout his uni days as quite a big eater. This was odd as he is actually quite short and small.

So, at the kebab house, Jimbo orders the largest kebab. I have the same. He eats his in 3 minutes. I eat half and throw the rest in the bin. Jimbo disappears.
While we spend 20 minutes looking for our friend as our taxi deadline draws closer, Jimbo is at a Subway ordering TWO footlong subs (with cookies of course). After devouring both the subs and cookies he returns just in time to catch our taxi back to Adams house.

The next morning I call Adam to arrange a meet up for a coffee and to discuss the previous night’s antics. After mentioning Jimbo’s mammoth food intake Adam went quiet on the phone for a moment and then said he couldn’t talk about it. We made arrangements to meet and that was that.
While at Costa, a very dishevelled Jimbo began to explain how when he got back to Adams, as soon as he laid on the airbed inside his sleeping bag, all of the food he had eaten had decided to return in force! All over the airbed and inside the sleeping bag went jimbo’s chunder!

When I had called in the morning, Adams dad was cleaning up the sick and the mess and Jimbo!
(RJWEcology is just sharpening his axe on, Fri 7 Jan 2011, 10:36, Reply)