My Worst Vomit
We all love a drink. Some of us love them so much they want to see them again on the way out of their mouths. I once got caught by surprise by the boozy sickness while chatting to some friends in my kitchen. Quick as a flash I grabbed a nearby pan and chundered away merrily in it. Realising it was probably time for bed I staggered off to my room. Unfortunately, my co-ordination failed just as I reached the landing and I somersaulted down the entire flight of stairs with my saucepan full of vomit. Beat that!
( , Thu 19 Aug 2004, 21:00)
We all love a drink. Some of us love them so much they want to see them again on the way out of their mouths. I once got caught by surprise by the boozy sickness while chatting to some friends in my kitchen. Quick as a flash I grabbed a nearby pan and chundered away merrily in it. Realising it was probably time for bed I staggered off to my room. Unfortunately, my co-ordination failed just as I reached the landing and I somersaulted down the entire flight of stairs with my saucepan full of vomit. Beat that!
( , Thu 19 Aug 2004, 21:00)
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Bit of an urban myth...
but friend of a friend goes into Maccy D's totally wankered (this was back in the tramp cider days). Asks for a cheeseburger, hold the gherkins. A reasonable request no? Well no, they left the gherkins in. What does the drunk guy do? Walks up to the counter, two fingers down the throat, vomits his entire Meal Deal onto the table, then shouts 'pick out the gherkins, bitch!'
( , Thu 19 Aug 2004, 23:53, Reply)
but friend of a friend goes into Maccy D's totally wankered (this was back in the tramp cider days). Asks for a cheeseburger, hold the gherkins. A reasonable request no? Well no, they left the gherkins in. What does the drunk guy do? Walks up to the counter, two fingers down the throat, vomits his entire Meal Deal onto the table, then shouts 'pick out the gherkins, bitch!'
( , Thu 19 Aug 2004, 23:53, Reply)
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