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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go to McDonalds usually, but I was out with a few mates and I was pretty much press ganged into going. I ordered the big mac and chips and forced them down. On the way home, it was still rolling in my gut, so I decided to get rid. I didn't want it in the first place after all. I then proceeded to bring up something resembling a monstrous two foot long turd in shape and consistancy. I was straining so hard to bring it up that I burst blood vessels in my eyes and cheeks. Not funny.
Also when I was at university, I decided that for the house Christmas party I would try those super strength tramp beers. I blanked out after the fourth. What was disturbing was not that I woke up covered in shaving foam, pot noodle and coffee and with my head in the bin, but the sheer volume of vomit. There was a not inconsiderable puddle in the middle of the carpet, A couple of inches in the bin, but the piece de resistance was the sink. It was literally full to the brim with puke. I had to stir it around to persuade it to drain.
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 0:17, Reply)
go to McDonalds usually, but I was out with a few mates and I was pretty much press ganged into going. I ordered the big mac and chips and forced them down. On the way home, it was still rolling in my gut, so I decided to get rid. I didn't want it in the first place after all. I then proceeded to bring up something resembling a monstrous two foot long turd in shape and consistancy. I was straining so hard to bring it up that I burst blood vessels in my eyes and cheeks. Not funny.
Also when I was at university, I decided that for the house Christmas party I would try those super strength tramp beers. I blanked out after the fourth. What was disturbing was not that I woke up covered in shaving foam, pot noodle and coffee and with my head in the bin, but the sheer volume of vomit. There was a not inconsiderable puddle in the middle of the carpet, A couple of inches in the bin, but the piece de resistance was the sink. It was literally full to the brim with puke. I had to stir it around to persuade it to drain.
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 0:17, Reply)
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