During
An all day session a good number of years back, I made the mistake of buying a pint of lager.

Unfortunately, I can only drink a single pint / pint and a half before gagging (although I can drink cans of lager no problem) and got that watery mouth feeling that heralds the bowk arising. You all know it. It's impossible to swallow it back down, and your gorge starts undulating.

I stumbled to closest place I could throw up which happened to be the pub door. Knocking it open, the floodgates opened and I jettisoned a belly full of Guinness, real ale, and the last pint of Stella that had caused the dicky tummy. Straight into the path of an old bloke walking past.

Alas, I'd love to say it covered him in rich stomach broth, but for a 60+ year old he must have been a gymnast in his youth as he twirled away in a glittering display of finesse, uttering the words “jesus FUCKING CHRIST” and then proceeded to walk on without looking back. I bet he gives every pub doorway a wide berth now.....
(Rimfeast, Fri 6 Feb 2009, 16:39, 1 reply)

thanks
you've just thrown me back to last weekend with your grand description of watery mouth!
(fernbrittonsexcessskin will give a shit later, Fri 6 Feb 2009, 17:41, closed)