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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too much vodkaA few years ago we'd got to the end of a project at work and money was put behind the bar at a nearby pub. All was well and good up until the end of the evening when some bright spark decided to ask how much money was still behind the bar. It turned out there was still over £100, so in our slightly inebriated state we all agreed that we'd buy a bottle of vodka and go back to a nearby house. We didn't have much left in the kitty for any mixers, but we managed a couple of bottles of coke.
Back at the house, the vodka flowed and much cheer was had. Until we ran out of coke, then it was just neat vodka and I don't remember much after that.
What I do remember is waking up some hours later to find myself and the sofa covered in vom. Not good. I do my best to tidy myself up, and go back to sleep. A few hours later the flatmate of the person who's house I was in comes back, who also happens to be the landlord. I'm kicked out of the house at 4am in the morning, no taxi, and its flaming freezing. Eventually make it back home and crawl in to bed.
However, the story doesn't end there; the net result of my spewing session on the sofa was my work colleague being kicked out of the house 3 weeks before xmas. That was a difficult few months at work….
Sorry for length
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proteus, Sun 22 Aug 2004, 15:38,
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