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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Beret goodWhen she was little, my younger sister used to go to a school which was about a 45 minute drive away, down bendy country roads. One of the mums on the school run had a BMW, that always left her feeling a little worse for wear at the end of the drive.
One morning, it all got a bit too much and she realised that she was about to throw. Too shy to pipe up and ask to stop the car, and also scared she would damage the leather seats she was sliding across in the back, she whipped off her red beret from her head (part of the school uniform) and filled it to the brim with sick. Bless.
(, Fri 20 Aug 2004, 14:33, Reply)
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