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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Not particularly lethalbut it's gone down in the b3ta annals, so here's my side of the story. The day: Saturday 27th March. The event: Vulga's 27th birthday bash. The time: midnight. The place: Darkedge towers, Brighton.
I'd been drinking since 12.30 p.m., so was reasonably soused, but perfectly comfortable. After chucking out time, we staggered back to Darkedge's, where Glis, who's capacity for drink is similar to that of a horse, suggested shots of Tuaca. Two, in fact. A very, very bad idea. Oh, the sweating. Oh the gurgling. Oh, the promising bovine that I wasn't going to be sick. Fat chance. I exploded. It was nasty, but we dealt with it, and I collapsed. Some time later I erupted again, this time showering myself completely, as I was almost asleep. After that, I sort of passed out, not hearing glis, vulga and others - who had all been out drinking more - come back, and laugh and point. I apologetically left at about 7.30 the next morning. The cat gave me such a glare.
I must say that the b3tan, however, is a far more tolerant creature and mizemma, bovine and Darkedge all worked bravely to clear up after my stupid arse. *doffs hat*
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dotmund .co.uk, Fri 20 Aug 2004, 18:51,
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