My Worst VomitWe 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!
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chthonic, Thu 19 Aug 2004, 21:00)
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Purple spewA couple of summers ago whilst in Vienna my friend and I stayed at a youth hostel where we shared our room with one young normal person and one old (65ish) american lady.
We went out and drank an appropriate amount of beer followed by red wine followed by peach schnapps. My friend crawls off to bed while I stay in the bar. A bit later I head off to bed but can't get into the room as my friend has taken the key. I knock for a while then fall asleep/pass out in the corridor.
I wake up some time later when the old lady opens the door and says 'i think your friend needs some help'. At this point I notice I'm covered in my own vomit. How did that happen? I then go into the room and see the glorious sight of my mate lying on the top bunk completely bollock naked (exposing himself to the old lady) with a very neat pile of dark red/purple vomit next to his head.
Normally I would have left him like that and crashed out but the old lady seemed to be expecting me to do something. I had to clean him up. He still owes me a very big favour.
(, Fri 20 Aug 2004, 13:32, Reply)
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