
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 once threw up on my ceiling. I'd been drinking red wine and decided I was going to puke so I set off for the lavvy but didn't make it. I put my hand over my mouth which didn't so much stop it as turn it into a high-pressure jet. It made a perfect, pink peacock's tail right up the wall and onto the ceiling and this was in a tenement flat where the ceilings are 10 feet high. It took hours to clean up.
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 11:29, Reply)
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