
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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Here's another one, my first night of halls, I was obviously very drunk and had lots of new friends. I recall there being lots of beer, pouring of vodka down throats, absinthe, and me drinking butterscotch schnapps out the bottle. Later on I rememeber sticking my head out the window and being sick, I later found out this was about the same time we had an earthquake (a little under 2 years ago), which probably didn't help matters.
Anyway here's the result, and the advice: Don't eat cheesy pasta before a night of heavy drinking, especially when it's dirty hall food.

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( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 15:14, Reply)
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