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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Long DistancesI'd been out on the beer/vodka/beer/vodka for an evening, but managed to stumble home and make it to bed. Lying there, watching the pretty special effects, I decided I needed less liquid in my body.
However, there was a problem. My bed, being in my bedroom, is about as far away from the bathroom as it is possible to get in our house. Deciding, quickly, that there was no way I could make it all that way, I searched for an alternative recepticle.
Ah ha! The laundry basket. Amazingly, the combination of clothes and flimsy basket did manage to keep everything contained (even over night), but it did take weeks to get everything clean again.
Now, the shame... I cant say exactly when this occurred, since the exact same thing has happened about 4 times.
(, Fri 20 Aug 2004, 22:12, Reply)
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