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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The Chef
There was the time I beat my own personal drinking record at a friend's houseparty. The morning after we decided upon a Little Chef breakfast. After consuming an entire Olympic Breakfast (with extras) I wandered out to my friend's car. After a few minutes of sitting there, I began to feel a burning sensaton in my stomach. Excusing myself I walked back inside the resturant. However, I could not wait. Have you ever had the pleasure of holding vomit inside your mouth? Now, imagine doing so in front of a packed resturant. i believe I resembled a blowfish. I ran to the toilet and... let go. Imagine a fountain, or one of those geysers you see in Iceland (not the supermarket).It was everywhere - mirrors, walls, floor - and ceiling. I then calmly walked out, smiling as I went. I have never returned there since...
( , Thu 19 Aug 2004, 23:55, Reply)
There was the time I beat my own personal drinking record at a friend's houseparty. The morning after we decided upon a Little Chef breakfast. After consuming an entire Olympic Breakfast (with extras) I wandered out to my friend's car. After a few minutes of sitting there, I began to feel a burning sensaton in my stomach. Excusing myself I walked back inside the resturant. However, I could not wait. Have you ever had the pleasure of holding vomit inside your mouth? Now, imagine doing so in front of a packed resturant. i believe I resembled a blowfish. I ran to the toilet and... let go. Imagine a fountain, or one of those geysers you see in Iceland (not the supermarket).It was everywhere - mirrors, walls, floor - and ceiling. I then calmly walked out, smiling as I went. I have never returned there since...
( , Thu 19 Aug 2004, 23:55, Reply)
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