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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'Twas just the other nightI went round to a friends house the other night for dinner. Dinner transpired to be 2 fried eggs on toast, hardly sufficient for a fat got like myself. Anyway, 1.5 bottles of red wine and many spliffs later, I left her house to get the train home.
The motion of the train started to bring on the bork, so I passed out for a while, but this didn't help, I woke up sweaty and iller. I tried, in vain, to empty a carrier bag to vom into, but couldn't, and projectiled about 3 foot forward. In first class. Onto the carpet. Fortunately there was only one person in the carriage, and she was sat behind me. I finished emptying my stomach, gathered my things and left, feeling the utter disgust of the woman in the carriage burning into my back.
I commute every day, and noticed, 2 days later, a rather fetching reddis stain on the floor in first class.
Better out than in!
(, Fri 20 Aug 2004, 13:57, Reply)
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