My Worst Vomit
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)
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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I didn't realise how much I've been sick in my life....
21st birthday, house party, had been taking it easy, until it hit midnight (and I actually turned 21), and then the rule of drinking what ever you are given was enforced. Random person concocts a cocktail, pint glass, half amaretto, half lemonade, drink curdles, I stirred it with a chop-stick. I downed it in one.
I don't remember much after that. The next day discovered I had been sick out my upstairs window, it had smeared all down the window and onto the roof bit below, red from the barbeque pizza I had eaten, complete with roasted onions. I think the stains are still there. Oh and I had random red bits on my carpet and clothes, I think they may have been sick too.
Still haven't got my damage deposit back, but then the landlord is a bit of a tit. (If you have a slightly dodgy Asian landlord called "Jimmy" in Nottingham, you wont't be getting your damage deposit back, no matter how nice you are...)
( , Mon 23 Aug 2004, 1:20, Reply)
I didn't realise how much I've been sick in my life....
21st birthday, house party, had been taking it easy, until it hit midnight (and I actually turned 21), and then the rule of drinking what ever you are given was enforced. Random person concocts a cocktail, pint glass, half amaretto, half lemonade, drink curdles, I stirred it with a chop-stick. I downed it in one.
I don't remember much after that. The next day discovered I had been sick out my upstairs window, it had smeared all down the window and onto the roof bit below, red from the barbeque pizza I had eaten, complete with roasted onions. I think the stains are still there. Oh and I had random red bits on my carpet and clothes, I think they may have been sick too.
Still haven't got my damage deposit back, but then the landlord is a bit of a tit. (If you have a slightly dodgy Asian landlord called "Jimmy" in Nottingham, you wont't be getting your damage deposit back, no matter how nice you are...)
( , Mon 23 Aug 2004, 1:20, Reply)
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