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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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Aberdeen
About 10 years ago, I went up to Aberdeen to visit a friend from school. I arrived on the friday night, and the first thing we did was go to the offy to get some booze. His flatmates were a good bunch of people, and it looked like it was going to be a good weekend. Back then hooch had just come out, so we decided it was a great mixer. We dropped the booze off, and by this time it was time to go get a drink at the nearby students union. Nothing much happened on the friday night, we all got a bit tipsy, had a laugh, and came back to the flat, went to sleep at about 2am. So the next day we're all up and about, and by 11am we decide it's drinky time. So from then on we're drinking vodka and hooch. (Oh, hooch is alcoholic lemonade for the young uns). Drinking continues all day, and at night we head off into Aberdeen to the main students union. It was decorated something to do with Lord of the Rings - weird place. When we get there we start drinking these tequila things. I think it was just a shot of tequila, with an equal amount of lemonade. I have well over a dozen of these. So I'm talking to some bird, and getting on fine, when I realise I'm going to burp, doesn't worry me, it's only a burp... except it wasn't, I shut my mouth in time, no doubt looking a bit worried, froze my head in place, and then puked my guts out, all down her jeans and over her shoes. No idea why, but I _still_ managed to pull her, and went back to her flat - which was fucking cold if I remember.
(, Sun 22 Aug 2004, 14:39, Reply)

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