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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Methadone spewMany years ago, having acquired a little bit of a smack habit, I was put on a methadone script. Methadone is nasty stuff and it disagreed with me big-time.
One day a colleague gave me a lift home in her brand new VW Polo. The one she was really proud of. As soon as we got in the car she started rattling on about how her driving often made people feel sick... I held it in as long as could. Then I sprayed a fountain of vom all over the interior of her new car.
We cleared up as much as possible with one of those shammy-leather demister pad things, then drove the rest of the way in silence with the windows open. She didn't give me a lift again, not becuase of the spew, but because I got the sack soon afterwards for meth-induced falling asleep at my desk.
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Safetyfox, Fri 20 Aug 2004, 14:04,
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