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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Birthday Drinks
Some years ago I went out for a lunchtime birthday drink. In total I had about 6 or 7 beers plus a couple of large vodkas. I felt this was about as much as I dared drink at lunchtime. Unfortunately, my total twunt colleagues had put a double vodka in each beer AND encouraged me to drink the beer through a straw. The combination of spicy food and chain-smoking masked the taste. I knew I was in trouble as we walked back to work. By the time I sat down at my desk I could only just walk and headed (lurched) for the disabled bog (the only smart thing I did that day). I can't remember much of what followed except that my twunt colleagues LEFT ME TO DIE. I have a memory of necking water from the tap and vomting hugely again and again and again....I next remember walking (lurching) and puking around the town later in the afternoon and I'm amazed I wasn't arrested for D&D or hit by cars or something. I do remember holding the thought that I MUST walk it off so I lurched and then walked around the town for about 2 hours until I was straight enough to return to the office. I wasn't sober enough to go home until late in the evening.......TWUNTS!!!!!!
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 13:44, Reply)
Some years ago I went out for a lunchtime birthday drink. In total I had about 6 or 7 beers plus a couple of large vodkas. I felt this was about as much as I dared drink at lunchtime. Unfortunately, my total twunt colleagues had put a double vodka in each beer AND encouraged me to drink the beer through a straw. The combination of spicy food and chain-smoking masked the taste. I knew I was in trouble as we walked back to work. By the time I sat down at my desk I could only just walk and headed (lurched) for the disabled bog (the only smart thing I did that day). I can't remember much of what followed except that my twunt colleagues LEFT ME TO DIE. I have a memory of necking water from the tap and vomting hugely again and again and again....I next remember walking (lurching) and puking around the town later in the afternoon and I'm amazed I wasn't arrested for D&D or hit by cars or something. I do remember holding the thought that I MUST walk it off so I lurched and then walked around the town for about 2 hours until I was straight enough to return to the office. I wasn't sober enough to go home until late in the evening.......TWUNTS!!!!!!
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 13:44, Reply)
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