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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a few weeks agobeen to my graduation ceremony, then spent the next twelve hours drinking solidly. I managed to get so drunk I couldn't even work my mobile (i just kept pressing the buttons, and eventually got a reply from my mate saying "STOP SENDING ME BLANK TEXTS!").
the next morning was fine, had a cup of tea and some beans on toast, then got on the bus from leicester all the way to hull. I slept until nottingham where we had to change.
Got off the bus, immediateley got that "i can feel it climbing up my throat" feeling, and decided i should find a toilet. Signs weren't in abundance, so I thought about asking someone. Realising that as soon i as i opened my mouth it was going to go all over them, I just ran for a corner, mouth filling up with sick, dribbling out of the sides all over my hand. Opened my mouth, and ralphed all the way up this chocolate vender, narrowly missing a family of four (to cries of "aw fucking hell, my suitcase").
wandered around town with my hand and shirt covered in vomit until i found a mcdonalds to wash myself in.
then had a big mac. marvellous.
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rnuk http://flickr.com/rnuk, Sat 21 Aug 2004, 14:50,
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