ToiletsToilets are weird half public/half private spaces. All sorts of stuff goes on in them. They are devious entrances and exits from venues, places to have sex, to snort drugs or even, get this, to defecate. Tell us your favourite toilet stories.
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chthonic, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 11:11)
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cocktailsHaving been on a particularly strong all-day bender (Ale x many, followed by yellow, foamy cocktails) I felt the need to yawn. In Technicolour. I staggered to the toilet, and as always happens the vomit erupts just a second too soon. Fortunately I'd gotten into the cubicle but in my pissed state my aim was off and all the yellow, foamy vom bounced off the seat and all over the place.
The initial eruption thus concluded, I shrugged, and went to the next cubicle in an attempt to recover. Unfortunately during the three-foot journey, I was overtaken by another wave of nausea. Exactly the same thing happened. The last thing I remember was sliding down the wall of the cubicle, only to land on my arse in a puddle of vom with a resounding "Splat".
(Fortunately the friend I was with found me and took me home. He said it was very easy - all he had to do was follow the spray of foam)
(, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 11:36, Reply)
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