Fun on the central line
I must apologise now to anyone who was on this tube.

It was a sunny Thursday afternoon and a number of us from work had been in the pub since 1. By about 8 o’clock id had way more than enough tia maria & Guinness, I don’t really like either of the drinks so god knows why I was drinking it.

I was pissed and I knew I was in trouble but couldn’t afford a cab so it was off to the fun of the Central Line.

It wasn’t too busy thankfully and managed to get a seat for the long journey from Oxford Circus to Newbury Park. After about 5 mins I was bad, real bad. But somehow held the sick down and keep convincing myself I could make it all the way.

Made it to Liverpool Street and felt ok. But as soon as we pulled off that was it, the sick was coming. I put my hands up to my mouth but it was coming out at such force it was spraying between my fingers and all over the carriage. It just wouldn’t stop, and for some reason I started laughing and barfing at the same time, no one was near me and im not surprised.

I jumped off at Bethnal Green and finished my business on the platform. I had failed to notice a young American family were very close to me, the young girl asking parents “daddy, whats wrong with that man?”, apparently I was a very sick man who had no control of himself, I believe my response was a very loud “FUCK YOU”

I got on the next train covered in puke and stinking. I still feel bad for abusing the family, I sobered up pretty quick and felt terrible for abusing them for days.

Im sorry yank family and anyone else who witnessed my antics that night.

Im not proud
(Lanceuppercut, Fri 30 May 2008, 3:18, 2 replies)

Are you Cam
LOL ! Read this after my posting.
Your not Cam are you lol lol lol
(The_artist_formally_known_as_alz0r, Fri 30 May 2008, 6:49, closed)

ha ha
no im not Cam, but he sounds like we would get on well.
(Lanceuppercut, Fri 30 May 2008, 7:35, closed)