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 Straw Hat Beast
My most recent sick saga was the morning after a pretty good party at my friend's house where a load of us stayed overnight. It's on 3 levels with a toilet on each so when I felt the greasy breakfast I had just eaten start churning away I thought I'd go to the top floor where I could barf in relative privacy and no one else would have to listen to it. I was in no particular rush (this is a pretty regular occurence) so calmly locked the door, lifted the toilet seat and was about to wait for the nausea to start rolling over me again when I saw the BIGGEST poo I had ever seen in my life blocking the pan. The pathetic attempt at flushing it away was having no effect but by then the whole bending over thing mixed with trying to break the back of this beast were taking their toll. Now call me old fashioned but I just cannot be sick in the same bowl when something like that is looking back at me so I had to spend the next 30 minutes pushing bits of bacon and egg down the plughole of the sink with my thumb all the time dry retching. It wouldn't have been so bad but whoever had done it looked as if they had been eating straw hats!?!?!
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 12:02, Reply)
My most recent sick saga was the morning after a pretty good party at my friend's house where a load of us stayed overnight. It's on 3 levels with a toilet on each so when I felt the greasy breakfast I had just eaten start churning away I thought I'd go to the top floor where I could barf in relative privacy and no one else would have to listen to it. I was in no particular rush (this is a pretty regular occurence) so calmly locked the door, lifted the toilet seat and was about to wait for the nausea to start rolling over me again when I saw the BIGGEST poo I had ever seen in my life blocking the pan. The pathetic attempt at flushing it away was having no effect but by then the whole bending over thing mixed with trying to break the back of this beast were taking their toll. Now call me old fashioned but I just cannot be sick in the same bowl when something like that is looking back at me so I had to spend the next 30 minutes pushing bits of bacon and egg down the plughole of the sink with my thumb all the time dry retching. It wouldn't have been so bad but whoever had done it looked as if they had been eating straw hats!?!?!
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 12:02, Reply)
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