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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quite a long one, but anywayin my first year at uni, i got a touch drunk, and had to be escorted to a bus home by one of my friends. the details become a little hazy here... i remember vomiting down myself with some old scouse woman asking me if i was ok... yeah fine love, just vomiting on myself, on the bus. anyway... gets hazy here... i then remember waking up the next day fully dressed, shoes on, lying in bed. i woke up looked around and realised i was missing my wallet and coat, and had a mate's mobile as well as my own. the young man whose phone i had had my coat and a man named trevor who worked in kwiksave 10 miles away had my wallet and rang up my uni. very strange night. still not sure how i got home... or how my wallet ended up 10 miles away in kwiksave.
(, Fri 20 Aug 2004, 22:46, Reply)
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