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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On a coach. Oh dearGoing back 10 years, at school: not satisfied that the regulation 4 cans of beer would be sufficient, so supplemented by best part of a bottle of Smirnoff. Eventually put to bed, was sick, thrown into cold bath, returned to bed, woke up 4.30am, sick for 3 hours, then had to board coach. With bucket. So ill that after a while the coach had to stop for me to empty my bucket into the hedge at the side of the road.
Had roast lunch. Felt much better.
Only just becoming able to drink vodka again.
Alex
(, Fri 20 Aug 2004, 14:59, Reply)
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