I have a couple
of interesting stories ...

the first involved this russio-german guy that stayed at my house many times including one stay for three months (as a side note, if youre reading this daniel the reason we no longer talk to you is you were an ass for those three months) ... anyway one newyears i got some friends round and my brother had some of his ... we're in our separate rooms and my lot have some alcohol despite my mum being downstairs and having forbidden us to have any. because we didnt want my brother telling my mum and spoiling the fun we'd got him some too (hard stuff as well, im the first to take responsibility for corrupting my younger brother) ... anyways it was all going fine until two things happened simultaneously ... my nephew (the oldest one, then about 12) is sick because he's had too much to drink, but he's not just sick he's also going off on a crying bender about how its my fault and how we've all had alcohol (and we bought them the alcohol so they WOULDNT say any of this ... grrrr!) ... at the same time daniel goes downstairs after a lot of vodka and beers - super strength, the 9% foul tasting stuff - and decides itll be a good time to try out a pot noodle for the first time ... gimp doesnt know how to make them, so he prepares a shoddy one with COLD WATER (for the uninitiated, it needs to be boiling) and proceeds to eat the powdery goop. not surprisingly he's VERY sick upstairs and theres a massive orange trail on the carpet because altho he made it to the toilet he didnt make it in time ... eejit ... im out of it so my mates manage to clean up as best they can (with my mum going psycho on me) and in the morning i had the pleasant task of stain removing this orange mass with a load of "shake and vac" and lots of holding my breath. just lovely. stain cleared up a few weeks after i was ungrounded.

the only time ive ever been sick on alcohol was at a halloween party, i forgot to eat for six hours before and consumed about a pint of vodka while at the party ... needless to say i was rather hammered, but managed to spend 2 hours getting off with various girls (i dont even remember most of that theres a massive blank in my mind) ... the next thing i know im vomiting over a cardboard cut out of the queen (life size) because i cant aim into the toilet ... eventually im taken upstairs and spend a good hour over a sink vomiting pure vodka and gastric juice from my stomach - hey at least its not thick like real sick. then i passed out on the bed and coughed up some blood onto the pillow apparently ... i was woken up and felt a bit better but the dad still said he'd drive me home, so im walking all over the place because someone put the wrong glasses on my face so the lenses are making my already bad vision worse. best part of the story - i get home and have no keys so i ring the bell and my mum answers the door in the middle of the night and lets me in ... didnt even notice i was drunk !!! :D

oh yeah and i got suspended from school once for having a litre of unsettled vodka jelly on campus ... foul stuff, but a wonderful day or two spent off school ... woo
(zenmeban thinks the weather could be better, Sun 22 Aug 2004, 18:27, Reply)