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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A single bean
Not booze related, but still a great puke:
School Assembly, early morning. I must have been about 5 or 6, and had been fortified for the day ahead by my loving mother who had fed me beans on toast for breakfast. Delicious!
Unfortunately, something went wrong with my body. I started to feel more and more dizzy and hot, and felt the puke coming... and desperately tried to hold it in. I almost succeeded!
I choked back 99.5% of the first big heave, but was unable to prevent a solitary bean from exiting my mouth and landing on the floor in front of the boy sat cross-legged to my right.
"What's that?" he asked
"I dunno," I nonchalantly replied.
5 seconds later, the rest of the beans followed their intrepid pioneer brother in a veritable tomato-based fountain of vomit.
The teachers did their best to comfort me, but I was mortified. My wife thinks this story is hilarious.
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 9:02, Reply)
Not booze related, but still a great puke:
School Assembly, early morning. I must have been about 5 or 6, and had been fortified for the day ahead by my loving mother who had fed me beans on toast for breakfast. Delicious!
Unfortunately, something went wrong with my body. I started to feel more and more dizzy and hot, and felt the puke coming... and desperately tried to hold it in. I almost succeeded!
I choked back 99.5% of the first big heave, but was unable to prevent a solitary bean from exiting my mouth and landing on the floor in front of the boy sat cross-legged to my right.
"What's that?" he asked
"I dunno," I nonchalantly replied.
5 seconds later, the rest of the beans followed their intrepid pioneer brother in a veritable tomato-based fountain of vomit.
The teachers did their best to comfort me, but I was mortified. My wife thinks this story is hilarious.
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 9:02, Reply)
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