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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I've just remembered, a story about my mate....It's not mainly about vomiting, but it's a good drunk story.
1996. We were 18, had been out in Manchester, on the piss. We called at McDonalds, and my mate staggered off to the bogs. 20 mins later, still not appeared, so I go in to see if he's ok, I hear him chundering into the toilet, ask if he's ok. He says "Yeah, i'll be out in a minute" so I go back out to the main eating area. about another 20 mins later, he's still in there, so I walk into the bogs and find him slumped in one of the urinals. So me and another guy drag him to the chosen driver's car and take him home.
We get him outside his house, he opens the door and falls out on to the pavement. Tells us to leave him there. So me and another guy pick him up, put his arms around our shoulders and start walking him up his driveway, when we see a light come on in the house. it's about 3am. His mum answers the door, to see us virtually carrying her only son, who's staggering, mumbling and drooling his way to the door, and the words that came out of her mouth I will never forget as long as I live.
Those words were:
"Is he drunk?"
I promise you, this is 100% true.
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Mike Fishcake teamfishcake.co.uk - better than your mum's face, Sun 22 Aug 2004, 14:47,
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