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 good few years ago
i was going out with a lass, and after a particularly heavy night in town, drinking all kinds of stuff, we headed back to her parents house (only 18 at the time). unfortuantly my intestines disagreed with my alcohol intake, and decided to return it to the real world. dashed into the downstairs loo, and managed to get, ooh at least 10% of the vom in the bowl, the rest of it kinda pebbledashed the place. interestingly it'd all come out in the exact reverse order of the drinks going in, judging by colouring.. next morning i wake up on gf's floor, at about midday. turns out her mum had cleaned the loo up to its previous spick and span condition, but not befor her sister had walked in, bare foot... she never forgave me..
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 12:35, Reply)
i was going out with a lass, and after a particularly heavy night in town, drinking all kinds of stuff, we headed back to her parents house (only 18 at the time). unfortuantly my intestines disagreed with my alcohol intake, and decided to return it to the real world. dashed into the downstairs loo, and managed to get, ooh at least 10% of the vom in the bowl, the rest of it kinda pebbledashed the place. interestingly it'd all come out in the exact reverse order of the drinks going in, judging by colouring.. next morning i wake up on gf's floor, at about midday. turns out her mum had cleaned the loo up to its previous spick and span condition, but not befor her sister had walked in, bare foot... she never forgave me..
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 12:35, Reply)
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