Ohh God
I spent my 16th birthday getting copiously drunk in a youth hostel in Cork. After consuming a wide variety of high quality beverages such as "Dutch Gold" and cheap cider i stumbled off toward an already stained bunk bed.

Through the night I felt ill, jumped down from the bed and ran to the bathroom next door, i fired the swinging door open to be confronted with some poor bastard of another nationality, the look of fear in his eyes as i came at him with a mouth bulging with sick will live with me for a long time. He deftly leaped to one side as i rushed past and threw up in the sink.

Feeling much relieved I went back to my bunk bed, to fall unconsious and later was sick, while asleep, the gravity aided puke splattered all over my recently "ex'd" girlfriends bed (below mine) result! I was then dragged to the bathroom where a over eager "helpful" asian fellow wished to comfort me telling my friend "Leave him here, me look afta him!" thankfully he didnt.

The best bit was in the morning where my best mate woke up and asked the mate who dragged me to the toilet, "God was the Kaiser that bad last night?" to which he replied; "yeah he was sick all over his boots" BM: "Ha ha sucker.... wait he doesnt have any boots..." yes I was sick over (and in) my best mates boots, we tried the next morning to clean them up but they remain stained to this day (I'm still sorry about that mate).

I don't know what happened to the puke covered bedsheets nor do i want to, apparently I looked like hell the next day but didn't feel too bad(and anyone who knows me now knows who i am)

sorry that was so long.
The Kaiser
(ShizerKaiser, Fri 14 Apr 2006, 0:04, Reply)