My Worst Vomit
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)
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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Not mine, my mate just signed up and can't post yet.
Kilted Ninja, this one's for you:
Ok so one day, my mates persuade me to go out drinking, (Which I warn you I’m not good at). We were walking along a path in a place near where I live for about 3 hours and I’m getting more and more drunk (on vodka, beer and a whisky and brandy mix a friend made) as time went on. Feeling really worse for wear I fall down on some grass by the side of a road and someone thought it would be funny to pour Boddingtons on me. I felt really sick with accompanying gags and swallowing but nothing would happen, some one suggested I put my fingers down my throat and………Nothing. Later on whilst walking with some (attractive) female friends it happened, I burped and the most fantastic 3 foot projectile vomit came hurling up, Just as said same friends turned round. I still haven’t lived it down.
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 23:42, Reply)
Kilted Ninja, this one's for you:
Ok so one day, my mates persuade me to go out drinking, (Which I warn you I’m not good at). We were walking along a path in a place near where I live for about 3 hours and I’m getting more and more drunk (on vodka, beer and a whisky and brandy mix a friend made) as time went on. Feeling really worse for wear I fall down on some grass by the side of a road and someone thought it would be funny to pour Boddingtons on me. I felt really sick with accompanying gags and swallowing but nothing would happen, some one suggested I put my fingers down my throat and………Nothing. Later on whilst walking with some (attractive) female friends it happened, I burped and the most fantastic 3 foot projectile vomit came hurling up, Just as said same friends turned round. I still haven’t lived it down.
( , Fri 20 Aug 2004, 23:42, Reply)
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