
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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I worked in a nightclub in Manchester for a while round about Christmas. The boss threw a big party at his house and, being a nightclub owner, there was LOADS and LOADS of free booze. So I got trashed to the level where I cant remember anything.
Especially not eating a pot noodle.
But it appears that I did, as when I subsequently chundered all over my bosses carpet, it looked like I'd spewed worms. Which made me hurl even more.
Nice.
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 10:36, Reply)
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