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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School skiing tripOn a 24 hour coach journey,we decided to buy some trays of booze on the ferry for when we arrived.One amongst us (step forward Mr Anderson) bought a bottle of cherry brandy,which he consumed alone.Partway through France,the cheeky beverage longed for freedom from Patrick's inhospitable stomach.He was given a carrier bag to recieve the fruity goodness.The useless twat manages to spew into the wrong end of the bag,which resulted in a river of sticky pink yak running towards the front of the bus,soaking its way into my Ellis Brigham backpack.Mr Scott the geography teacher was most displeased and took it upon himself to threaten the lad next to him with physical violence unless he made sure Pat had a bag to be sick in,which was most confusing as he had his head in a bag at the time.The teachers confiscated all our booze for a few days before they gave us back what they hadn't drunk themselves.
(, Sun 22 Aug 2004, 20:49, Reply)
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